The Betrayed Princess Rising (Lylah and Ezra) novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Ezra’s POV

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I pressed my hand to my chest. A couple of buttons had indeed come loose.

‘I’m sorry, Ezra,” Lylah murmured again, her voice hesitant.

‘Stop,” I said, a faint smile tugging at my lips. “It’s not your fault. Why do you keep apologizing?”

‘But I fell on you.”

chuckled softly. “You didn’t do it on purpose, did you?”

She froze, and I could already imagine her face heating up, turning the shade of a ripe summer apple. Silence stretched between us, but I didn’t push.

Anyway,” I continued, letting my voice drop into a calmer tone, “Damon told me someone came by earlier, someone who disturbed you.”

already had a pretty good idea who it was. But I wanted to hear it from my mate herself.

Lylah’s jaw tightened, and the little wolf inside her stirred.

Alpha Rowan Blackfang,” she spat the name like venom. “My ex. He had the audacity to bother me again.” Her fangs pressed against her bottom lip as her hands clenched. “But I told him, warned him, made him understand that I have a mate now. That my heart has already taken, and I am happy with you.”

stopped, letting her words sink in.

She had always been fiery, always able to defend herself. But hearing her mention me–our mating- before her past, stirred something primal inside me. Something possessive, hot, and intoxicating.

‘You did?” I asked, my voice low, almost a growl.

‘Yes.” Her answer came without hesitation. “So he knows his place. I don’t want him in my life ever again.”

The heat in my chest deepened.

My Luna was ruthless when she needed to be. And hearing it, feeling her determination, made me smile.

Later, after lunch, Damon arrived to drive Lylah back to Lunar Grace. I instructed him to stop by the

Penthouse afterward,

The bell rang, and soon Damon was at my door.

“Yes, Alpha?” His voice held that familiar mix of respect and curiosity as he paused at the threshold, taking in the sight of me rifling through my wardrobe.

I yanked out almost every piece I owned–suits, coats, shirts–all meticulously tailored, formal, and expensive. But now, I wanted more. Softer fabrics, casual cuts, yet still perfectly fitted to the body. Clothes that would complement me, yet captivate her.

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Chapter 53

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“Call every designer in Moonclaw,” I ordered. “Tell them I want new pieces for casual styles, perfectly tailored to fit me. And make sure everything arrives by tomorrow.”

Damon blinked, stepping inside.

‘Right away, Alpha. But what’s with the sudden change of style?” The smirk tugging at the corner of his lips betrayed his curiosity. “Oh wait, I know. This is called Lylah’s effect.”

He let his smile stretch wider, clearly satisfied with my silence.

‘What the hell was that supposed to mean?” I demanded.

Damon chuckled, leaning casually against the doorframe. “You lived alone before, and everything you wore was made to match your status. But now, with her around, it’s only natural that you want to be closer and more personal. To impress her.”

I shot him a look.

‘But trust me, she was already impressed from the very start,” Damon added with a knowing smirk.

So this bastard had been observing the whole time.

I huffed and turned away, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a reaction.

Yet the thought lingered, curling deep in my chest. My little mate had already begun to change me in ways

I hadn’t anticipated. If I were willing to overhaul my entire wardrobe just to please her… then what else would I be willing to give in the future?

The realization was dangerous.

And I didn’t hate it.

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