Chapter 128
Nyssa pov
Just one bite–that was all Darius ate before setting the spoon back onto the table, with no intention of taking another
His expression remained cool, calm, and collected as he listened to the elders speak, his eyes vacant, fingers idly toying with the coin in his hand. I couldn’t help but think that while his body was here, his mind was somewhere far away.
He didn’t even bother to hide it, his face like stone, yet every time I found myself sneaking a glance at him, I felt both flushed and in awe of how effortlessly attractive he could be without even trying. When I caught myself staring, I cursed under my breath and quickly tore my gaze away, focusing on my food as I tried to eat and answer the elders” questions.
“How do the packs outside look? Do they resemble ours?” one of the elders, the one who looked far older than the rest asked, his tone curious as his eager eyes fixed on me. I smiled, dabbing the corners of my mouth with a handkerchief before answering honestly.
“I wouldn’t say the packs outside look like the Lunaris Dominion. The Lunaris Dominion surpasses most packs in terms of appearance and development, but the others are not too far behind, we have our own share of growth as well.”
The elder’s smile widened, and he nodded, muttering under his breath, “I see, I see, that is good.”
I knew their questions came from pure curiosity; there was no malice in their tone. These people had never stepped outside this pack before, and no outsider was ever allowed in–well, Zayn was the only exception.
He was the sole outsider permitted into the king’s pack, and that was only because of how exceptional his skills were.
And I highly doubted he would sit and chat about the outside with others. That reminded me, I couldn’t see him here eating with us, nor Drake either.
I shrugged and picked up my spoon to take another bite of the porridge, but before I could even open my mouth, another elder spoke.
“I heard that your pack is the second strongest after Lunaris Dominion, is it true?” he asked.
At this point, it didn’t feel like we were eating breakfast anymore and I hadn’t even taken more than two spoons!
Yet, despite my stomach grumbling, I forced a polite smile and nodded my head, but before I could answer, Cassian Interrupted–no, saved me.
“You guys shouldn’t disturb the lady. Let her eat,” he said, my gaze flickering to him as he chewed on a piece of bacon, holding his fork out toward the elders.
“I know you’re excited to meet the king’s mate, but it’s bad manners to keep making her talk when she wants to eat”
He spoke with such nonchalance, as if he wasn’t the least bit worried about offending the elders. But if you thought about it, Cassian’s position was far above that of the twelve men seated here. Even though he was younger, he was far more powerful.
The elders who had been speaking to me instantly widened their eyes, as if suddenly realizing that they’d been talking
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without letting me eat. In the blink of an eye, they offered hurried apologies, their smiles apologetted weed with a polite shake of my head, telling them it was fine but secretly, I shot Cassian a bright smile, which here quick wink, his chest puffing out ever so slightly.
I turned my attention back to my food, blowing gently on the porridge before lifting the spoon to my lips? But I froze mis motion, a shiver crawling down my spine as I felt an intense gaze on me. Knowing exactly who it was, my head snapped to the side and sure enough, Darius’s eyes were on me, his head tilted slightly as he watched with an almost vacant, unreadable expression.
But after what had happened between us last night, everything felt different. Because as I looked at him now, all I could see was the unrestrained lust that had glinted in his eyes then, and suddenly…
“Come here, little she–wolf. Kneel… and take me deep.”
Those sinful words flashed through my mind, and my face heated instantly as I stared at him, nearly choking on my own spit. I could practically hear Sheila’s amused snickering at the back of my mind, but before I could react, a cold voice cut sharply through the space.
“If I may ask, I heard that you are wolfless. Is it true, Miss?”
I turned toward the owner of the voice and saw that it was an elderly man who had spoken.
He was one of the few who hadn’t said a single word since I walked in. With brown hair and a stern gaze, his expression was cold and chilling. Not like Darius’s cold gaze–no, Darius’s was detached, almost empty, as if he felt nothing at all. But this man… I could feel the malice radiating from him, and with just one glance, I knew he didn’t like me.
But that wasn’t even what made my breath catch,
No, it was the way Darius’s head snapped toward him, his expression turning even colder in an instant.
Huh?
Why did the air suddenly feel so tense?
I glanced around, noticing how everyone’s eyes widened in surprise as they all turned toward the elder, though he didn’t look at anyone else. His gaze stayed fixed on me, waiting for an answer.
Elder Jackson, the one who had spoken to me more than the others, suddenly jabbed him in the arm and laughed nervously, sneaking a quick glance at Darius.
“Haha, why would you ask that, elder Gregory?” he said, trying to ease the tension.
I shook my hands slightly, signaling that I’didn’t mind the question.
Honestly, it was just a question. Even though the way he asked it felt a bit… sharp, I didn’t mind answering. Besides, I wasn’t truly wolfless but I had no intention of revealing that just yet. So I lied.
“No, it’s fine, Elder Jackson,” I said with a small smile. “Yes, I am wolfless. I’ve been that way since birth.”
Gregory raised a brow at my words, and for a split second, I caught the flash of disgust in his eyes as a mocking smirk tugged at his lips. But it vanished as quickly as it came, replaced by a neutral expression as he lowered his head slightly
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and muttered under his breath.
And just like that, the matter seemed to drop. He didn’t ask any further questions. I thought I could finally take a proper bite of my food when another cold voice cut sharply through the air and this time, it was Darius,
“You,” he called out, his tone like ice.
Everyone turned as one to see Darius pointing directly at Gregory. His eyes had narrowed, and almost instantly, a wave of his aura surged through the room, but it was clear that it was aimed solely at Gregory because in the next breath, the elder groaned, coughing up blood as his hand clutched at his chest.
The entire room froze, the air thick and heavy with tension as Darius’s gaze bore into him. His voice, cold and unyielding, broke through the air.
“Tell me why you want to know if she’s wolfless.”
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