128 Ramsey is not the prize!

Lyla

The number was Cassidy’s.

I watched the phone ring until the call ended and went back to my reading. The phone rang for the second time and my thumb hovered over the screen as a wave of unease settled over me.

Finally, I took a deep breath and accepted the call.

“Hello?”

“I was wondering if you’d pick up.” She said without bothering to return my greeting.

I gritted my teeth. “What do you want Cassidy? If you have something to say, get to the point.”

She huffed in disbelief. “Two days,” she shouted, “I sent you that address two days ago, waited for you and you didn’t even bother to show up?”

I leaned back in my chair, a wry smile playing on my lips. “Oh, I was busy… still busy. You could have

checked if I was free before sending me random addresses, you know.”

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The line went quiet for a moment until Cassidy’s voice came up again. She sounded frustrated. “Where are you now?” she snapped.

“The library,” I responded. “What do you want, Cassidy?”

The line went dead. I stared at my phone for a moment, before shrugging and returning to the book I was reading.

An hour later, my phone buzzed again. Cassidy’s

number flashed across the screen.

“Yes?”

“I’m at the café across from the library,” she

announced. Come meet me.”

“No, thank you, I’d rather not. I’m too busy to step out,” I replied without closing my book.

“I really am at the café. I can see the library from here,” Cassidy insisted “And I won’t take your time. Just a few minutes, hmm?”

“I can’t, Cassidy. I don’t like you too much to inconvenience myself. I have no plans to leave this position until much later. So I’m sorry my dear but

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No…”

waiting for

from her.

later, a shadow fell across

front of me, her brows drawn in disdain but she managed a

our gaze met.

you do not cooperate

chair. “Go ahead, my dear, I’m sure people won’t mind seeing that you’re not as scary as you try to make yourself seem. Live

this more difficult than it already is. Just come out

nicely, Cassidy Thorne. I’m not your little maids

eyes and took a deep breath

“Please Lyla, would

a cup of coffee

nice for

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few minutes, looked at the books spread before me, and then back at her smiling expression. Sighing, I began gathering my things. Sometimes it was

she won’t let me rest until she gets what she wants.

followed her out of the library and some minutes later, we were sitting, facing each other in the coffee shop. I took a sip from my iced coffee giving her

I

to show you and to tell you,” she said

the bag near the foot of the table, she pulled out a blue box with a pink ribbon adorning the cover which she placed on the table and slid it towards.

me.

practically

stared at the box arching my brow at her. “What is

this?”

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front of you, open it,” she said again, flashing

in my chair, studying the box as

she pulled the box closer and pulled off the lid. Then

my brow higher waiting

Priestess join us of course. This would be like a pre–reception, just like the humans do it. Isn’t it fabulous?”

lady? That’s quite the honour, Cassidy but I’m trying to remember since when we became close. We only attended training school

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to bully me every day. Or is it recording an intimate video of me and posting it for everyone to see… we’re not close, Cassidy…

bigger than you, so it was just me trying to clip it for you and as for the video,

I’ll have to decline. I have no intention of attending your joining ceremony or wedding, much less

faltered, then

almost like pity as she leaned forward. “Oh, sweetie, is it because you

had said yes to him a few days ago. I thought in my head but

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