Chapter 79
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Caleb hadn’t quite made it into Class 5. He’d come alone, just a hours breath away from the net best roll around in six months, and if he aced it then, he’d finally sex ore las ope
But after the beating November had given him, Calet’s spirits sarik to a new bow. Het away we wons what to grind harder, to grow stronger. That way, he might have a chance to win Daybe bark from November
He still couldn’t stand Layla, Sure, she was easy on the eyes, but she was far to sharp-edypt it with, so
to soften up or show a hint of warmth. And now she was married, of all things. Even so, be coldest du hare his mand
He ached to beat November to a pulp and make Layla regret it with every her of her being, the late did be horse the bay would never come to pass.
Layla and November had just gotten back to the house. With their good exerja, they wont happens to the entrance from way off.
November’s eyes filled with annoyance as soon as he saw Angelina. “Ugh, why is the here again? be muttered
Layla glanced at him, asking. “Didn’t you grow up together? Weren’t you guys cket
“Close? Nah. I’m just being nice because she saved me once when we were kids, November shrugged
Angelina’s audacity to play rut blocker right in the thick of his rut had left November truly livid. Otherwise, be omser would’ve gone off on her like that.
Angelina was probably here to apologize to Atlas. She was a sharp, astute woman; while her true feelings for him remanded unclear, she was clearly weighing the advantages and disadvantages of their relationship, presumably vying to become his future consort.
But right now, Atlas was playing the role of November. Layla subconsciously tried to keep Angelina away from November
“Hey, I remember your residence has a back door. Why don’t we just use that and head in the suggested, keeping her voice low and close.
“Perfect!” November replied instantly.
He was just as fed up with Angelina. His rut’s almost over. He gotta make the most of every second with Layla No way he would waste time on someone else.
So the two of them took the long way around and slipped in through the back, leaving Angelina stuck waiting out front.
November’s big, fluffy tail swished over, nudging up to Layla. “Layla, it’s getting dark. Shouldn’t we head to bed now?” he said, his tone playful and affectionate.
“I haven’t had dinner yet,” Layla replied.
November blinked, then realized they hadn’t eaten at all. He hated spending their precious time on something as boring as dinner, but letting Layla go hungry was absolutely not an option.
In the end, November gave in. As Layla bustled about the kitchen, focused on stirring the pot, he hovered nearby and offered to handle the vegetables.
Layla could only stare, speechless, as he discarded every perfectly good leaf like it was something repulsive. Without hesitation, she shooed him out of the kitchen.
Chapter 79
But November wouldn’t leave. He leaned lazily against the doorway, his face tilted toward her, eyes soft and lovesick as they tracked her every move.
Contentment didn’t last long, though. He beckoned Zee over, his voice warm with fondness. “Film Layla cooking for me. I want to send this to Mom later,” he murmured.
“Yes, Master,” Zee replied.
Meanwhile, over at the palace, Leilani was chilling on the couch with a novel when her optical computer pinged with a notification. She tapped it open and saw a video from Atlas.
Back when Atlas was in rut, he’d get all moody and miserable, locking himself away in his room. And once it was over, he’d go back to being all cool and distant, barely even talking to Leilani.
But ever since Layla was there, whether Atlas was in rut or just his usual self, he was way more in contact with Leilani.
Not long ago, he even had someone bring over dishes Layla made herself, and Leilani absolutely loved them.
‘What’s he sending me this time?’ Leilani wondered.
She tapped open the video on her optical computer and saw Layla in the kitchen, making dinner.
Judging by the background, it looked like they were at Atlas’s place. Leilani grinned and shot back a message.
[Atlas, are you trying to spoil your mom again with food?]
Atlas replied: [Nope, you never eat much at night anyway. I just wanted to show off. Layla’s whipping up something delicious for me again.]
‘That’s naughty,’ she thought, a half-smile tugging at her lips. Honestly, she really enjoyed this side of Atlas.
[Atlas, Layla’s a wonderful girl. Make sure you cherish her, and do whatever it takes to keep her with you.] Leilani reminded him.
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