Lylah had never truly seen Ezra lose his temper. Not openly. But had she ever felt his anger? Yes–many times.
He was an Alpha, after all. His wolf was far too powerful, far too territorial, to ever be completely hidden. Even the faintest flicker of displeasure could seep into the air around him, heavy and electric, like the hush before a storm breaks.
And right now, the tension curling around him made one thing unmistakably clear.
Ezra was far from pleased.
“Lylah.” Her name rolled from his lips in a deep, controlled tone.
Something dangerous coiled in the depths of his striking eyes.
“A–Alpha…” Gwyn immediately dropped to one knee, her head bowed low.
Gary followed a second later, mirroring his sister’s posture.
“Lylah, my Luna,” Ezra’s voice softened as he spoke the title, but the effect was no less overwhelming. He stepped toward Lylah with the effortless authority of a predator claiming his territory.
The word struck the siblings like lightning. Their heads snapped up, eyes widening in disbelief as they stared at Lylah.
Ezra smiled then.
But it wasn’t a smile that eased the tension.
If anything, it made the air feel sharper.
“It seems I interrupted your conversation with your friend.” His hand lifted and slid gently through Lylah’s hair, the intimate gesture deliberate.
There was no mistaking the message he was sending.
“L–Luna…?” Gwyn’s voice came out barely above a whisper.
Lylah began, trying to explain. “Gwyn, I…
“Yes,” Ezra answered calmly before she could continue. “What else would I come here for if not to pick up my Luna?” His gaze flicked briefly toward the siblings. “But since you were talking, I suppose I could wait.”
Gwyn’s earlier plan–to proudly introduce her brother to Lylah–vanished completely from her mind.
Right now, all she could think about was whether she and Gary would survive this encounter.
A cold shiver ran down her spine.
She silently prayed the Alpha hadn’t noticed the way Gary had stared at Lylah earlier… or the compliment he had blurted out with such obvious nervousness.
“My apologies, Alpha,” Gwyn said quickly. “I truly didn’t know Lylah was your Luna.”
She nudged her brother sharply.
Gary swallowed and bowed his head. “Alpha Ezra, I sincerely apologize for my earlier words.”
Lylah gasped softly when Ezra’s arm slid around her waist, pulling her closer against his side.
How could she treat her so casually again?
Lylah tried to reassure them for a while longer, speaking gently until the tension eased slightly. But eventually Ezra guided her away, his arm still resting firmly around her waist.
They walked together toward the sleek black Rolls–Royce waiting outside the Lunar Grace grounds.
‘I’ve contacted my grandfather,” Ezra said as they approached the vehicle. “We’ll be visiting Moonclaw tomorrow.”
Lylah blinked up at him.
‘You said you wanted to buy him a gift first,” he continued. “So I came to take you shopping.”
“Alright,” Lylah said, nodding softly.
But her voice lacked its usual brightness. A trace of lingering guilt still clung to her tone.
He noticed immediately.
Just before they stepped into the car, Ezra’s voice broke the silence..
“Are you still feeling bad for that friend of yours?”
The words were delivered in his usual calm. Yet beneath that measured tone, something more primal stirred–something his wolf did little to conceal.
A dark thread woven through every syllable.
Jealousy

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