Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 0319

Lottie POV

"Impressive," Astaroth remarked. "You've embraced your heritage more fully than I anticipated." Astaroth sighed dramatically, clapping slowly. I turned to face him fully, barely containing the frustration bubbling within me. His nonchalant attitude, the way he watched me like I was some sort of amusing sideshow-it grated on my nerves. I was done with being a pawn in his twisted game.

"I'm tired of being underestimated," I stated firmly. "I'm a Lycan heir, and I won't be controlled by you or anyone else." He raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, I have no intention of controlling you. In fact, I'm quite looking forward to seeing what you do next."

"Don't patronise me," I snapped, my voice rising as the frustration threatened to boil over. "You've been manipulating events from the shadows, but your games end here."

"You misunderstand me, Charlotte." He chuckled softly, his tone condescending, making my fists clench. "My interest in you is genuine. There's much you don't know, but all in due time."

"Enough with the cryptic remarks. If you have something to say, say it." I felt a surge of frustration. Every word he spoke was layered in riddles, and I was getting tired of trying to decode his intentions.

"Very well," he conceded. "But perhaps we can have this conversation somewhere more... suitable?" He gestured around at the grim surroundings. "This place hardly befits a discussion of such importance." I glanced around, acknowledging my cousin's body in the damp, claustrophobic tunnel.

"Fine," I agreed reluctantly. "But know this-I don't trust you."

"Trust is earned," he replied smoothly. "And I intend to earn yours."

Fluffy padded over to my side. She nudged me gently, her eyes reflecting concern. I looked down at her, my hand finding comfort in the soft fur around her neck. The warmth of her touch grounded me in a way I hadn't expected.

how Astaroth watched the exchange with keen interest. His gaze lingered on Nera as though she were more than

hellhound," he revealed. "She chooses her companions carefully. That she has chosen

a name that resonated with something deeper within me. "Well, Nera and I are

we began to walk, the weight of the cuffs on my

up my bound hands,

regarded me thoughtfully. "For now, they serve a purpose." He spoke as though everything he did was part of some

remove them. I'm done being restrained," I demanded, my voice steely, each word laced with the resolve of someone who

He studied me

With a flick of his wrist, the cuffs clicked open and fell to the ground with a dull thud. The moment the restraints fell, a rush of energy surged through me, as if I'd

she sighed. "I was beginning to

over me. The connection with my wolf felt stronger, clearer. The fog that had dulled my senses lifted, and for the first time in what felt like

his voice disturbingly calm, as if he

My body hummed with a renewed strength, and

shall we proceed?" Astaroth gestured ahead, but I could feel the weight of his gaze lingering on me, studying me like a predator watching prey that had just learned to

not before casting one last glance at Sebastian's still form. A mix of emotions churned within me-regret, resolve, and a hint of sadness. But I pushed them aside. I

moved forward,

silent, but her energy was palpable. With her beside me, I felt invincible. The path ahead was uncertain, but

seemed to part for him, as if the very shadows feared him. Despite his calm demeanour, I could sense the danger radiating from him like

need to learn about

for more of his games. I wanted answers,