Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2050

Estelle gasped, "Lambert's fiancée?"

"Yep!" Jonathan replied with a cool smirk, "I declined the invite!"

It seemed Lambert's fiancée was throwing a dinner party, probably got wind of Estelle's existence, and wanted to strut her stuff, stake her claim!

He won't let his woman get all worked up over a little jealousy play. Lambert's fiancée wasn't even on that playing field yet!

Estelle couldn't care less about Lambert's fiancée; declining was definitely for the best. She gazed out the window at the stunning twilight, then turned to Jonathan and suggested, "I want to catch the sunset, just for a moment!"

"Does it hurt?" Jonathan asked, referring to her wound.

"Not at all!" Estelle hardly considered the injury worth mentioning.

Jonathan draped a jacket over her shoulders and scooped her up in his arms, heading for the patio outside.

After settling her on the couch, Jonathan sat beside her, his arm encircling her, "Go on, watch. After that, you're going back to rest."

Estelle turned to him, "Thanks for the favor, Jonathan!"

With a slight lift of his thin lips, Jonathan affectionately ruffled her hair, "No need to thank me, just don't upset me any more."

Estelle leaned her head against his shoulder, her gaze fixed on the ancient castle bathed in the sunset, a soft light playing across her features, "The last thing I want is to upset you."

"Afraid, maybe, but hasn't stopped you from doing so!" Jonathan huffed lightly, "I've requested to join Eagle Valley. When you have a moment, log in and approve it. Whatever the trial, I'm ready."

Estelle looked at him in surprise, "You're serious?"

"Of course!" Jonathan's handsome face broke into a smile, "From now on, I want to be the first to know about any mission you take."

"I have veto power," Estelle raised an eyebrow.

"Try it," Jonathan's smile was teasing, "If you dare to reject me, I'll just have the organization disbanded. You know I can do it."

"Are you threatening me?"

"You could say that."

Jonathan stood to fetch the custard, and Estelle, leaning against the couch, watched the fiery twilight clouds, feeling an uncanny sense of unreality.

After all, just days ago, she'd been fighting for her life in Zion.

Her thoughts drifted to Wolf, his face marred by scars, and his last words to her.

What would have happened if that mission never occurred? Would they still be together?

Or would they have gone their separate ways by now, each living their own life?

"Why didn't you come to my dinner party?" A voice, haughty and questioning, broke into Estelle's reverie.

Estelle turned to see a blonde, blue-eyed girl.

She looked at the girl without a word.

The girl scrutinized her, chin tilted up, "You're pretty, sure, but nothing special. What does Lambert see in you?"