Chapter 51 - 52
ELODIE’S POV~
I hadn’t eaten, and honestly, something warm sounded good right now. So I nodded.
The moment I sat down, my stomach growled. Loud.
York’s eyes went wide. “Wait, you didn’t eat dinner?”
“No.”
“God, I’m sorry. I didn’t even think, this is my fault for dragging you out here—”
“It’s fine, York.” I managed a small smile. “I wasn’t hungry before anyway.”
He stared at me for a second, and something in his expression shifted. Like he could see right through the lie but didn’t know how to call me on it.
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By the time Dante got back to the estate with Liora, it was nearly 1 AM. They’d gone out to celebrate with Sienna after her win, and the night had stretched longer than he’d expected.
The butler was waiting in the foyer, concern flickering across his weathered face when he saw them. “Alpha, it’s quite late. Is everything alright?”
Dante gave a brief nod, not bothering to explain. He didn’t owe anyone explanations for his time.