Chapter 386 – Mortal Lineages
Lux Vaelthorn in his unbothered element.
He stepped out into the hall—scent of Naomi still clinging to him like victory cologne.
And—of course—Sira was waiting.
Leaning against the wall just outside his room, arms crossed, one brow raised like the Pride sin she was born to be.
"Took your time," she said, falling into step beside him with that slow, sensual strut that made even the carpet want to compliment her.
Lux didn't miss a beat. "Jealous?"
"Not even slightly," she said, lips curving. "I just enjoy being correct."
He glanced at her sideways. "You were waiting just to confirm I slept with her?"
She smirked, teeth flashing. "That. And I want to know what she said. About Ariel."
He huffed, but didn't deny anything. He rarely bothered lying to Sira. Too much effort. And she'd just smell the truth under it anyway.
"She said the Delmar family is famous for manipulation," Lux said. "That they sell enchanted pearls."
