My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 146

In the grand hall of the mansion.

“Leo!”

Queenie rushed in from outside, breathless. Spotting Leonard emerging from the study but without Orion in sight, she urgently asked, “Where’s Ori? Where is he?”

“What do you need him for?”

Leonard sipped his red wine leisurely, a hiss escaping his lips in appreciation.

It was a vintage treasure indeed, rich and full–bodied from just a sip, intoxicatingly so. Earlier, Xanthea had downed a whole glass and was likely to be fast asleep shortly.

Leonard had hoped to use the wine to create an opportunity for Orion tonight, but it seemed his plan had backfired.

“I need to talk to him urgently, stop asking and just tell me!”

“He just stepped out, went down the west corridor to find Xan.”

he could finish, Queenie turned and dashed

went to see Xan, why are you in such a

until she finally spotted a tall, striking figure at the

“Ori.”

filled with joy as she called out, but it

It wasn’t just him.

was another figure, desperately struggling but unable to escape his overpowering

with such ferocity it seemed he might consume her alive, losing all his usual aloofness and polished

seemed like a completely different

red hem of the fox dress

rumors

what broke Queenie’s heart wasn’t this realization but the scene

be a cold, arranged marriage, or

naturally cold and distant as him wouldn’t really fall in love, let alone

about someone.

the girl in his arms, even if forcefully, he was drowning in it, indistinguishable from