Chapter 51
Lylah’s POV
“So you already knew all this time?”
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“A little later than I would have liked,” I said calmly. “But at least I’m no longer trapped in the dark while you play me for a fool.”
Rowan stared at me. A storm of emotions crossed his face. Hurt, guilt, regret, as if he were the one betrayed.
“Please. Just let me explain first.” Panic crept into his voice. “Lylah, I will only ever love you. What happened between me and Cora was nothing more than mutual benefit–pack to pack, It meant nothing to me. Nothing in my heart.”
I held his gaze, unmoving. “It meant enough for you to shatter the trust I gave you.”
Whatever bond Rowan and I had once shared was nothing but ashes now–burned beyond repair.
A sleek black Rolls–Royce purred to a stop at the gate, its presence impossible to ignore.
At the same moment, my phone vibrated.
Damon has arrived.
I turned to leave.
Rowan suddenly grabbed my wrist, his grip desperate. “Where are you going?”
“Home,” I said coolly. “Where my husband is waiting for me.”
Gasps rippled from where Cora stood.
“So it was true,” Rowan said, his eyes narrowing. “You already have a replacement for me.” His voice turned sharp, bitter. “Is this your revenge, Lylah? For one mistake? You decided to humiliate me just to make me jealous?”
It almost made me laugh.
“Don’t compare me to you. I bound myself to my husband when I was free–when I owed no one anything.” My voice was ice–cold. “And our bond is sacred. Not something built on betrayal. Honorable, recognized by Verdanth law.”
I turned and walked away, leaving Rowan behind.
A crowd had gathered and I didn’t even know when it had formed. Phones were already raised, recording, capturing everything. Behind me, Gavriel rushed to Rowan, shouting my name.
Cora stood frozen, unmoving. I wasn’t even sure her soul was still fully anchored in her body.
“Lylah, come back!” Rowan wailed, his voice breaking as he cursed himself, all composure gone. “I’ll do
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anything–anything–if you forgive me! We can go back to Blackfang. We can be together again!”
Alpha Rowan Blackfang–founder of the largest tech empire across Verdant; Corlis Prime–begging in public for a woman.
I could already imagine the chaos this would unleash in the mass media.
But I couldn’t bring myself to care.
I didn’t turn around.
I felt nothing. Only a hollow, exhausted numbness, and a strange relief that I had finally thrown all his rot back in his face.
“Luna,” Damon rushed to my side, worry etched into his expression. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine,” I said quietly. “Let’s go home.”
He hurried to open the passenger door. I slid inside, and moments later the car pulled away.
As my back sank into the fine leather seat, I exhaled for what felt like the first time all day.
Damon dropped me off outside the apartment, and I made my way upstairs. The door camera scanned my face, and the entrance parted smoothly.
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