The Betrayed Princess Rising (Lylah and Ezra) novel Chapter 347

Chapter 347

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“She looks exactly like Lylah, and that’s precisely why it is a good thing,” Rowan muttered, a slow, dangerous smile curving his lips. His fingers tapped once against the steering wheel, mind already turning, dissecting.

Who was she?

Whoever she was, she hadn’t appeared by chance. Not with Ezra standing that close. Not with that kind of familiarity.

A low, amused breath left him.

“Interesting…” Rowan drawled. “So that’s his weakness? If it looks like Lylah, he won’t bother questioning

it.”

Rowan pulled out his phone and dialed.

“Azrel,” he said when the call connected, his voice smooth, edged with quiet command. “I want eyes on someone. Discreetly. I’ll send you the location.”

He ended the call without waiting for a reply.

The smile never left his face.

By the time Rowan returned to his estate, dusk had begun to bleed into the horizon, the air thick with the subtle, electric pull of the coming spring phase. He stepped into his study.

Cora was waiting.

“Rowan,” she said, rising immediately, her voice soft but edged with impatience. “Did you find a treatment center for Aunt Nymera? Why did it take so long?”

She moved toward him, reaching for his arm.

Rowan’s wolf stirred in irritation.

He stepped back before she could touch him.

“Yes,” he replied flatly, shrugging her off. “I still have other works to deal with right now. I don’t have time for this.”

The rejection was sharp enough to sting.

Cora paused, masking it quickly.

“…Alright,” she said after a beat, her tone gentler now, coaxing. “But tonight, can we at least have dinner together?” She took another step closer, more carefully this time. “It’s early spring, the Moon’s fertility phase is beginning. Mated pairs should celebrate.”

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Rowan stilled.

For a moment, he had forgotten.

The instinct that drove wolves toward their mates-toward heat, toward possession. Under normal circumstances, he would have responded without hesitation. But tonight, his mind was elsewhere.

On her.

On that woman with Lylah’s face.

“Mmm… dinner?” he murmured, distracted. “We’ll see.”

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At Lunar Grace Academy, the air was bright.

Lylah walked briskly down the corridor toward the lab, her thoughts still lingering on her work, when a familiar voice called out.

“Lylah!”

She turned to find Iris approaching, a bright smile on her face.

“Congratulations!” Iris said, practically glowing. “Your work almost got published. Your first one, and before you’re even officially become a healer.”

Lylah blinked, surprised by the enthusiasm.

“Thank you, Iris,” she said, a small smile forming.

Then, tilting her head slightly, she added, “It’s strange you’re not suggesting we celebrate. No dinner? Dessert?”

Iris’s smile shifted, turning a touch mischievous.

“Oh, I’d love both,” she admitted. Then her voice lowered, laced with implication. “But tonight isn’t exactly

for me.”

Lylah frowned faintly. “What do you mean?”

Iris gave her a knowing look. “Don’t tell me you and Alpha Ezra have no plans? No private agenda?”

Lylah blinked again, completely caught off guard,

“I… what?”

For a moment, she simply stared. Then realization dawned, slow and mortifying.

“… It’s the start of spring,” she murmured.

The mating season.

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The time when the bond between wolves sharpened, when instincts deepened, when mates were drawn together with an almost unbearable pull. Her thoughts drifted to Ezra.

No wonder he had looked displeased when she told him she would be returning late.

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