Chapter 19: Over My Dead Body
The meeting room, heavy with tension, broke into an unexpected sound of Eryx’s low, amused laughter.
"I wonder..." His sharp gaze locked onto Lunara, who stood frozen, her eyes wide with shock. It was clear she hadn’t expected to see him here.
"I always wondered why it was so hard to find her..." Eryx’s lips curled into a faint, knowing smile. "Guess I know why now."
He stood up slowly, the room’s atmosphere growing more charged with every step he took. Then his eyes flicked to Regina, his tone turning cool and accusing.
"Did you send her to me that night?"
Regina crossed her arms as she leaned on her seat, there was a slight hint of confusion on her face, "Which night?"
Eryx’s eyes darkened, his patience thinning. "Don’t play games with me."
Regina raised a perfectly shaped brow, her arms still crossed. "I’m not. You’ll have to be more specific, dear. I’m afraid I don’t keep track of all your... nights."
The implication hung heavy in the air, but Eryx didn’t rise to the bait. Instead, his gaze shifted back to Lunara. She hadn’t moved an inch, her fingers curled tightly around the strap of her bag as if it was the only thing anchoring her.
"You," he said softly, though there was a dangerous edge beneath the calm, "When did you plot this?" His sharp eyes bore into hers, unrelenting and cold.
Lunara’s lips parted, but no words came out. The intensity of his accusation stole whatever answer she might have given, leaving her stunned and silent.