CELIA
The ritual was to make a toast with glasses, kiss the glass, and give the first sip to their mate. Keith had no idea about the ritual.
I wanted to whisper to him but Damian's eyes were fixed on me.
“Shall we start, Brother?” He muttered softly.
Keith freed my fingers from his grip and stepped forward.
I was trembling in fear.
Surprisingly, he tossed glasses with Damian.
My eyes widened.
He then kissed the glass and turned to me.
“Killian?” My voice uttered.
He gently lifted my chin and touched the glass to my lips.
“First sip for you.”
I gulped.
Keeping aside his rage, Damian did the same with Reva.
Damian planned everything to expose Keith but he acted the real Killian. Even confused me with his great acting skills.
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Later that night…
Upon stepping into my bedro
