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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not

No…”

without waiting for another

from her.

later, a shadow fell across me, when I

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

our gaze met.

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

on my 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 a little, I’ll be here cheering

this more difficult than it already is. Just

Cassidy Thorne. I’m not your little maids

eyes and took a deep breath

Lyla, would you be

share a cup of coffee with me? The

nice for

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the books spread before me, and then back at her smiling expression. Sighing, I began gathering

she won’t let me rest until she gets

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

I here?”

show you and

near the foot of the table, she pulled out a blue box with a

me.

it,” she said, practically vibrating with excitement.

the box arching my brow at her.

this?”

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

at face value. I leaned back in my chair, studying the box as though it might explode. “Why don’t you tell me what’s inside instead?”

before she pulled the box closer and pulled off the lid. Then she turned the box towards me, revealing a luxurious wedding invitation adorned with gold accents and elegant

my brow higher waiting for an

like a pre–reception, just like the humans do it. Isn’t it fabulous?” she clapped her hands with glee. “And guess what? I

“Your veil lady? That’s quite the honour, Cassidy but I’m trying to remember

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is not

living hell. You would team up with those other Lycan daughters 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…

me trying to clip it for you and as for the video, Ramsey made me

decline. I have no intention of attending

smile faltered, then transformed into

looked almost like pity as she leaned forward. “Oh, sweetie, is

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

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