Rylan's POV
I shot a cold, warning glance at Marius.
He clearly received the silent threat, his feet rooting to the spot.
Smart move.
I narrowed my eyes, suppressing the low growl in my throat. I couldn't be bothered wasting another thought on him. My patience was already thin, a precious commodity during this rare moment with Lilith.
If he dared take one more step, I wouldn't hesitate to use my claws to teach him about boundaries.
"What's wrong, Rylan?" Lilith asked softly, keenly picking up on the shift in atmosphere. She looked up at me, her eyes clear, her voice gentle.
I instantly reined in the cold aura around me, my expression smoothing back into the gentle mask from before.
"Nothing," I said lightly. "Just thought I saw a black trash bag blowing down the hall. Looked cr
