Their Hidden Princess (Zora) novel Chapter 208

Chapter 208

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Valentin and Maximus told me not to but I completed ignored them and trudged across campus toward Kairos’s house after training. They claimed he was unstable at the moment, but I thought there was no time better. At least now, while he was all riled up, I could use his emotions against him.

At least, I hoped.

I walked up the wooden stairs to Kairos’s house. It was eerily quiet without the blasting music coming out of it. I noticed a few red cups strewn about on the patio. It seemed they still had cleaning to do after their weekend.

I brought my fist up to the door and knocked, despite the hammering in my chest. I didn’t know why these men made me so nervous. Then I thought about it. It wasn’t the men.

It was the damn house.

I flinched in the memory of my almost assault. Just as I was getting lost in my head, the door opened. Petyr stood in the doorway, slightly disheveled and shirtless. He looked at me and blinked erratically.

“Zora?” he grumbled.

“Hi,” I said quickly. “Sorry to bother you this early. It’s just – is Kairos back?”

“Kairos left?” Petyr said, voice scratchy with sleep.

“Um, yes,” I replied. “He trains with me in the mornings.‘

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“Oh,” Petyr dropped his hand. He looked like he could care less. He shrugged and stepped back to allow me in.

“Probably in his room.”

“Thank you,” I said quickly before pushing into their house. Petyr grumbled something behind me then disappeared into the house. The living room looked less ominous in the light of the early morning.

There were several tables that held empty or mostly empty red cups. They looked rickety and old. The sofas seemed like someone had sucked the color out of them. Truthfully, the house was bit of a dump.

I skittered around the furniture and made my way to the back of the house where the stairs to Kairos’s room were. I quickened my steps past the bathroom. I couldn’t get distracted. I had to keep my head level.

Kairos must’ve heard me on the stairs because he was standing in the doorway to his room when I got up them. His arms were crossed over his bare chest. I tried not to linger on the freckles that splattered across his skin. Keeping my head level meant keeping it level against all distractions.

“Hi,” I said, softly.

“If you’re here to convince me to join your little fuck–squad, I’ll save you the trouble. No.”

I frowned and took another step up towards him. “Can you just listen to what I have to say?” I tired.

“No,” Kairos repeated. “I’ve heard enough, and I’ve made it clear: I don’t share what’s mine.”

I huffed and threw my hands up before pushing past him and into his room. “What’s yours is other people’s too,” I snapped. “And furthermore, what’s yours is her own fucking person and refuses to be treated like an

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