Chapter 183
Panther, who was responsible for Lorik’s schedule, glanced down at the itinerary. “Alpha, your evening meeting has been canceled, and with the war winding down, you’ve got a few days free.”
Lorik’s eyes flickered with interest. He leaned forward slightly. “Check the flights to Karnata for me,” he said after a pause. “If there aren’t any available, arrange for a special flight.”
Panther nodded and began to leave the room, but Lorik’s voice stopped him.
“Don’t tell Shirley,” Lorik added quietly. His eyes darkened as he spoke.
Panther didn’t seem to think much of it. He smiled slightly. “I understand, Alpha. You want to surprise Luna.”
Lorik didn’t respond to that, only offering a faint, distant smile.
Two days later, I found myself sitting in a car outside the Midnight Restaurant. The evening sky was tinged with soft shades of orange and pink as the sun set. Neon lights began to flicker on, illuminating the streets, and musicians played their instruments on street corners, drawing small crowds of people who clapped and swayed to the rhythm.
The city had a certain charm about it, an elegance that I couldn’t help but admire. As the driver pulled up to the restaurant, I prepared to get out, but before I could, the door was opened for me by a man standing outside. He was tall, with dark, neatly combed hair and sharp features. He wore a tailored suit, and his confident posture gave him a dignified air.
It was Marcus, the son of the werewolf chairman. I recognized him instantly from a banquet we had both attended some time ago. I hadn’t expected to see him here.
“Marcus?” I said, my surprise evident in my voice. “What are you doing here?”
He smiled, his demeanor polite and composed. “I’m here on business,” he explained smoothly. “I ran into Ethan, and he invited me to join you for dinner.”
I glanced around, realizing that Ethan wasn’t anywhere to be seen. “Where’s Ethan?”
Marcus cleared his throat lightly, a hint of discomfort in his voice. “He said something came up and
couldn’t make it.”
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That’s when it clicked. Ethan was trying to set me up with Marcus. I felt a sudden wave of unease. I I wasn’t with Lorik, but I was still carrying his child, and my mind was more focused on my
responsibilities and future than anything else.
1 sighed inwardly. “Let’s go inside,” I said, deciding that I would explain my situation to Marcus and politely turn him down. It wasn’t fair to string him along.
We walked into the restaurant together, but I hadn’t noticed the black car parked across the street. Nor had I seen the man standing next to it, watching us intently.
He was dressed in a sleek, black suit, his figure tall and imposing. In the dim evening light, he exhaled a cloud of smoke from the cigarette in his hand before crushing the butt under his shoe.
anther, standing beside him, hesitated for a moment. “Alpha,” he asked cautiously, “Alpha, are we still going in?”
Lorik sneered, ‘Of course.‘
The restaurant Marcus had chosen exuded luxury. Golden chandeliers cast a soft, warm light over the dark wooden walls, creating a serene, elegant atmosphere.
The tables were draped in white linens, and the gentle hum of conversation filled the air,
accompanied by the soft strains of classical music. Everything about the place screamed sophistication, from the perfectly polished silverware to the subtle scent of fresh flowers that wafted through the space.
We were guided to a secluded table in the gave us
corner, surrounded by heavy velvet curtains that an air of privacy. Marcus, dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, smiled at me as we sat.
We exchanged a few pleasantries, his eyes lingering on me longer than usual. “You look stunning tonight,” he said, his voice soft but deliberate.
“You’re everything I’ve been looking for. I knew from the moment we met that you were my ideal
match.”
I hesitated, unsure how to respond. Before I could speak, Marcus’s expression suddenly changed. His
face became tense, his eyes sh with hostility as he looked over my shoulder. I turned to see what
had caused this shift and froz
startled me.
when I saw Lorik standing just a few feet behind me. His presence
“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Lorik stepped closer, his hands resting gently on my shoulders as he lowered his head.
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“I wanted to surprise you,” he said softly, but there was something unnerving in the calmness of his tone. I sensed that there was more to his arrival than just a surprise. The air between the three of us
thickened.
Marcus stood and extended his hand to Lorik, though there was an undeniable tension in the gesture. As they shook hands, I could feel the silent battle of strength between them. They were both smiling, but their eyes betrayed them–each was trying to assert dominance over the other.
“Nice to meet you,” Marcus said, his voice tight with restrained irritation.
“Likewise,” Lorik replied smoothly, his grip tightening.
