Chapter 22- cool off
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~Lisa’s POV
"Go on, then," Rowan finally said, his voice quieter than the others, but not kinder. "Get back to your dishes, servant girl."
I didn’t speak. I just nodded once, stiffly, and turned away. My cheeks were still burning where Kael’s kiss had landed. It didn’t feel like affection. It felt like ownership. It felt like power being shoved down my throat.
As I picked up the next plate, my hands trembled again. The water was warm, but my fingers felt cold.
I wanted to scream. I wanted to run. I wanted to vanish into thin air.
But I didn’t.
Because I had no choice.
Because this was my life now.
And even though they’d kissed me... even though they called me their mate...
I knew deep down that it didn’t mean they saw me as equal.
It meant I was trapped.