The Betrayed Princess Rising (Lylah and Ezra) novel Chapter 380

Chapter 380

3rd Person’s POV

Only a few days remained before Lunaris’ annual business venture, yet Eldric still had not secured an accesss. The failure had poisoned the atmosphere inside his temporary residence in Lunaris.

Just yesterday, his rage had torn through the parlor like a storm unleashed. Splintered wood still littered the corners of the room, the scent of shattered cedar and lingering rage thick in the air. Servants moved quietly now, careful not to provoke the Alpha whose temper had been balancing on the edge of violence for days.

Which was why Daia found herself staring at her mate in disbelief this morning.

Eldric stood near the tall arched windows, hands clasped behind his back, smiling far too calmly for a man who had nearly reduced the manor to rubble the night before.

“We’re attending the venture,” he announced smoothly. “All three of us. Me, you, and Orion.”

Daia’s brows immediately pulled together.

“That’s so sudden. You didn’t do anything reckless to secure those invitations, did you?” she asked carefully. “Nothing that could endanger Ironcrest or our family?”

“Reckless?” Eldric scoffed lightly before stepping closer. “Daia, your imagination is worse than your nerves.” A smug glint flashed through his eyes. “An old acquaintance helped me Gamma Fenrir of Blackfang.”

At that, both Daia and Orion frowned.

“Fenrir?” Daia repeated slowly. “I don’t remember meeting anyone by that name.”

“You did. A long time ago.” Eldric said dismissively. “Do you remember when Cora gave that speech at Blackfang College? And Lylah humiliated her in front of everyone by accusing her of stealing it? Afterward,” Eldric continued, “I had to spend the entire evening entertaining Blackfang officials just to repair the damage done to Ironcrest’s reputation.”

Recognition finally crossed Daia’s face.

“Fenrir was there that night,” Eldric said with a sharp clap of his hands, satisfaction flickering through his pale blue eyes.

Daia still looked unconvinced. “And now he suddenly decides to help you?”

“Because things have changed.” Eldric’s smile sharpened. “Fenrir is currently in Lunaris too. He’s seen exactly how far Cora has climbed.”

Pride and greed bled together in his scent.

“Engaged to Rowan Blackfang. Surrounded by influential figures. Favored by the elites of Lamaris and many Packs.” His eyes gleamed dangerously. “And then I mentioned her… special connection to Commander Ivar.”

Eldric gave a low chuckle.

“Fenrir has apparently admired Ivar for years. The fool nearly lost his composure when he learned Cora was

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close to him.”

Daia’s expression slowly paled.

A warning instinct rippled through her wolf. “What exactly did you tell him?”

Eldric waved a hand lazily. “Nothing complicated. I simply told him to visit Commander Ivar and introduce himself as Cora’s trusted family friend.” His grin widened. “I said Ivar adores our girl enough to welcome anyone connected to her. Fenrir gets his meeting…” His eyes flashed with satisfaction. “And in return, he secured our invitations to the venture.”

Silence fell.

Heavy.

Uncomfortable.

Then Orion finally spoke.

“You used Cora’s name without telling her again, father,” he said quietly. “She’ll be furious if she finds out.”

Daia stepped forward at once, anxiety tightening her voice.

“This was reckless, Eldric.” Her fingers curled against her skirts. “You don’t even know where things stand between Cora and Commander Ivar anymore. If something goes wrong-

“And whose fault would that be?” Eldric snapped.

The force of his Alpha aura slammed through the room hard enough to rattle the glasses on the nearby table.

Daia stiffened instinctively.

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