Chapter 159
Lylah’s POV
“Wow, Soren. That’s quite an ambitious choice,” the boy said with a low whistle. “But I heard a rumor…”
Soren lifted an eyebrow. “What rumor?”
I really shouldn’t have been listening. This conversation had nothing to do with me.
Yet curiosity rooted me to the spot.
If she were accepted under Professor Grimwood, it meant I would have someone studying under the same mentor. The thought was oddly comforting.
“I heard Professor Grimwood is only accepting one student this semester,” the boy continued. “And the spot’s already been filled.”
Soren scoffed.
“What? Only one? That’s ridiculous.”
Her sharp eyes narrowed.
“And you expect me to believe it’s already taken? Please. I’m not stupid enough to fall for that.”
“I’m serious,” the boy insisted. “The one he chose is someone who used to work as a junior assistant in the Traditional Healing class.”
He paused, thinking. “If I remember correctly, her name is Lylah.”
My breath stilled.
“Lylah…” Soren repeated slowly.
Her eyes darkened slightly.
“Don’t tell me she’s the same Lylah from the Blackfang Pack.”
“I don’t know which pack she’s from,” the boy said with a shrug. “But if she’s already been chosen, then your rival isn’t someone you should take lightly. I’m just warning you.”
Soren’s lips curled faintly.
“I’m certain I’m far more capable than whoever that girl is,” she said coolly. “Once Professor Grimwood reads my records and sees my talents, he’ll choose me instead.”
Cora placed a hand lightly on Soren’s shoulder.
“I’m sure you will,” she said in a warm, encouraging tone. “You’re far better than her.”
But beneath the sweetness of her voice, the message was obvious.
“And for that,” she continued dramatically, “I’ve already found the perfect place for us to hang out.”
“Oh?”
“A brand–new restaurant is opening in Lunaris tonight,” she exclaimed. “Everyone’s talking about it. They say it might even rival the one owned by Victor Ross–my brother’s friend!”
“Iris-”
“We’re absolutely going tonight!” she cut in quickly. “I haven’t seen you in nearly five days. I missed you.”
She squeezed my hand and looked at me pleadingly.
“So please, Lylah. Can we go?”
I exhaled softly.
Then I nodded.
Iris beamed as she had just won a battle.

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