A Mate To Three Alpha Heirs

{Elira}

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Lennon walked beside me as we left the dining hall.

The breeze greeted us, brushing against my skin as we stepped outside.

"Since you will be living here now," he said casually, "there will be plenty of time to show you around properly."

I offered a slight nod. My body was still sluggish from the meal, but my mind was alert. The fresh air helped.

Then, out of nowhere, he asked, "So... what happened to the fabric? The one from the market two days ago."

My steps faltered slightly. He remembered?

I didn’t think he would. He never acted like he did until this question.

"Did it get damaged a lot?" he pressed further, voice neutral.

I turned my gaze away from him and answered. "Lady Maren got another one."