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.”

128 Ramsey is not the prize!

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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Ramsey is not the

No…”

up without waiting

from her.

a shadow fell across

of me, her brows drawn in

our gaze met.

do not cooperate and come out with me, I’m, going to make a scene.”

won’t mind seeing that you’re not as scary as you try to

this more difficult than it already is. Just come out with

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

took

again. “Please Lyla, would

share a cup of coffee with me? The

for

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expression. Sighing, I began gathering my things. Sometimes it

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

the library and some minutes later, we were sitting, facing each other in

am I

to show you and

pulled out a blue box with

me.

practically

stared at the box arching my brow at her.

this?”

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open it,” she said again,

chair, studying the box as though it might explode. “Why

and pulled off the lid. Then she turned the box towards me, revealing a luxurious

my brow higher waiting for an

Moon Priest and Priestess join us of course. This would be like a pre–reception, just like the humans

laughter. “Your veil lady? That’s quite the honour, Cassidy but I’m trying to remember since when we became close. We only

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not

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

you’d agree with me that you always had an ego bigger than you, so it was just me trying to clip it for

chuckled dryly. “Anyways, I’m afraid I’ll have to decline. I have no intention of

smile faltered, then transformed

leaned forward. “Oh, sweetie, is it because you can’t stand seeing your

reject you if I had said yes to him a few days ago. I thought in my head but my smirk deepened

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