Chapter 153: Chapter 153: Love?

Selene’s POV~

I was preparing another tray when a voice came from the chair beside me.

"Don’t go anywhere. Just stand here and give me a glass of new drink."

I froze. My hands stiffened around the tray. Slowly, I lifted my eyes.

Lucian.

For a moment, it felt like my breath was gone. My chest squeezed so hard it almost hurt. I forced myself to stay calm, forced my legs not to run, forced my voice to stay quiet as I nodded and poured him a glass.

He didn’t look away from me. His gaze was steady, heavy, like he could see through my skin. He took the glass gently, drank it down in one gulp, then dropped it on the table.

"Don’t go anywhere," he said again. "Just accompany me here."

I stared at him, stunned. He was serious. His lips curved into a small smile, soft and almost kind.

"Don’t worry," he added. "I don’t want anything. Just stay here. I feel lonely."

His voice was gentle, like he didn’t even realize how those words sounded. To anyone else, they would mean something else. But his face... his face showed nothing but real loneliness. He looked like a man carrying something heavy, someone who just didn’t want to sit alone.

My chest tightened again, but I forced my mind to work. I swallowed hard and spoke carefully.

"Alpha... but if you can send my sister away from here, I can stay with you."

He raised his brow. "Your sister? Who?"

warriors who kept pushing more drinks

I said firmly. "Please let her go from

followed my finger. For a second, I thought he would ignore me. But then he turned his head sharply and called out. He

to

nearby froze, stunned. No one argued. Lucian’s tone left no

added, "You can

widened. She looked lost, like she didn’t believe what she just heard. The warriors beside her let go of her shoulders, backing

it was me who asked Lucian. She wanted to stay, I could see it, but she

Her eyes stayed on me until the very last moment, full of fear for me. I forced myself to smile at her, a smile that said, I’ll be

like cool water. At

in his hand, drinking again in one gulp. His head bent low, his shoulders heavy, a sigh leaving

lost. Lonely. Like a man who had just given

some reason I could not understand, my chest ached all

hand was almost empty when his

have

were fixed on the table, his tone flat,

moment, I froze. I didn’t know if I was supposed to answer or if he was just drunk and rambling. But when I stayed quiet too long, he lifted his head and asked

you have someone

were

my lips

My lips had answers before

it came, it was gone, making me doubt myself. His expression shut down, the drunk look returning,

have. Because I have one. And I have loved her

didn’t want to hear his nonsense. I wanted to walk away. But I couldn’t. I had already made the deal with him. So I stayed there, still as a statue,

I thought it was impossible. I told myself it was wrong. But something about her... I wanted to protect her. That feeling grew. I never thought I would

His hand trembled around

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