Chapter 127: Dawes - Come On In
Behind her, Kyllian shifted. Stiffened. His wolf side bristled at the gesture—Luciver’s hands on Ravena’s shoulders. His eyes narrowed.
Luciver, however, didn’t even flinch. Werewolves. Always so dramatic. Did they think he was going to suddenly throw the queen over his shoulder and disappear into the shadows? Honestly.
"We made preparations for your stay," Luciver continued smoothly, dragging Kyllian’s attention back to civility. "The guest castle is available for as long as you need it."
Ravena blinked, her brow rising. "The... guest castle? I was hoping to stay with my daughter."
Luciver faltered for just half a second—a rare misstep for the king of calculated grace. "Uh... okay. No problems," he replied, recovering swiftly.
But his eyes flicked toward Damien. Damien, just a step behind his future mother-in-law, didn’t speak. Instead, he made a subtle slicing gesture near his neck.
Everyone in the castle knew just how... vocal Luna had been lately. Walls had ears, and those ears were very traumatized.
Damien loved her. Gods, he adored her. But the thought of his mother-in-law staying under the same roof while he and Luna fucked like rabbits was unbearable.
Ravena noticed the discreet panic, of course. She was a queen. She noticed everything.
"Seems someone behind me has a problem with that," she said with a bemused smile, knowingly twisting the knife of maternal mischief.
Luciver barely concealed a chuckle. Damien gave Ravena a tight, pleading look that said, Please, I’m begging you, save me from the horror of being celibate until your departure.
"It... it’s fine. It’s just, uhm... yeah, it’s fine," Damien stuttered, and oh gods, he really needed to get a grip on himself.