From Betrayed Luna to Wolf Queen (Lillian) novel Chapter 282

Chapter 282

3rd Person’s POV

Ezra’s voice broke the silence, rough and unsteady in a way Lylah had never heard before.

“He called me,” he said. “He told me he had something that belonged to you. That bracelet.”

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The words seemed to drag against his throat, as if each one cost him something. “He said you were the one who gave it to didn’t believe him. Of course I didn’t.”

But Lylah felt it.

Not through his words, but through the subtle shift in the air, through the restless stir of her wolf beneath her skin. The trut flickered there, sharp as lightning across a blackened sky.

He had believed it.

Even if only for a moment.

Even if he hated himself for it.

Rowan had gotten to him.

Lylah’s jaw tightened, a low, dangerous heat coiling in her chest.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” she demanded, her voice sharpening. “That parasite dared to call you? To provoke you? I would’ve i with him myself.”

And she meant it.

That night at the treatment center flashed through her mind–how easily she could have gone further, how much restraint Se shown Rowan. Now, it felt like a mistake.

“Ezra,” she continued, stepping closer, her voice firm. “I didn’t give that bracelet to him. Why would it was sever

She reached for the velvet box, flipping it open with swift precision before taking his hand and gunting s hogersinate

“You feel this,” she said, her tone insistent “This is the other one Yours A matching pan

The words hung heavy between them

“The one Rowan has the one he told you about was mine And I was going to give you thiccone frustration bleeding through I don’t know how it ended up metus hands

Then, suddenly, it clicked

That night

The confrontation

The blow she had landed across Newars bruned facet whe

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Her expression shifted, realization settling in.

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I must’ve dropped it, he murmured. A quiet exhale followed. “But whatever, I’m not going anywhere near him just to 1 back. I’ll replace it.”

Before the words had fully settled, Ezra moved. He reached into his pocket and withdrew something small, placing it into t

Her bracelet.

For a moment, Lylah could only stare at it.

Stunned.

“How did you…”

“After his call, I had my guard take me to him,” Ezra said, his voice steadier now, edged with something far darker. “How he g didn’t matter. Gift or not, I was taking it back.”

His jaw locked, tension rippling through him like a restrained snarl.

“Why would I let another male keep something that belongs to my Luna?”

The word carried weight.

Possession. Claim. Devotion.

All wrapped into one.

‘I don’t allow that.”

A soft sound escaped Lylah–half breath, half disbelief.

‘Oh…”

She hadn’t expected that.

Hadn’t expected him to go that far.

Sently, he lifted her wrist, his large hand engulfing hers with a care that felt almost reverent. The bietet icked softly into plac esting once more against her skin.

And with it, something shifted inside her.

Warmth unfurled through her chest slow, deep, and aching in a way she couldn’t quite name

‘We really do hate that Blackfang plague, don’t we?” Lylah said lightly, a small laugh sipping through, though her eyes remained soft. “So why suggest cahing him earlier. Ezra/ inviting him here?”

Ezra held her gaze, a quiet and resolute expression settling into his fas e

“I du despise him,” he said “That hasn’t changed But does that outweigh my need to keep you with me? To make you happy‘ No.”

His voice lowered.

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