He didn’t return the greeting. Just stared—and it made her stomach twist into a knot. She scolded herself inwardly.
“Well…” she cleared her throat, “this isn’t what it looks like, My Lord.”
He raised the thick brow higher, arms folding across his chest, crimson eyes screaming the words. 'Or really?!'
"I can explain..."
“Spying on me, little wolf?” His smooth voice cut her off. Low and dangerous.
Lylah forced a laugh, taking a step away from his intense aura. “Spying? No! I was… passing by and Just… happened to be here.”
She cleared her throat again.
He took a slow step forward making her breath hitched. “Coincidence, then?”
“Yes!... Absolutely.”
Oh Lylah please stop talking.
“And the pillar? You just needed a rest?” he asked.
She nodded too quickly. “Exactly. Long walk from the
