Chapter 268 A Wolf Cub’s Protest
<b>Leslie’s </b><b>POV </b>
Carris chatted with me a while longer before drifting off in search of his next “guest star.”
<b>80 </b>
Finished
I wandered to the rail of the deck. The sea breeze, thick with salt, tangled through my hair. From nearby, I caught the sound of Leiss and Kirby in conversation.
Leiss’s voice was bright with excitement as he invited Kirby to a week–long birthday party he nned to host in Hawaii. Kirby’s reply, however, was cool and t: “Leslie wouldn’t want to go.”
<i>Oh</i>? Asphodel’s amused voice echoed in my mind. <i>So </i><i>now </i><i>every </i><i>decision </i><i>this </i><i>male </i><i>makes </i><i>must </i>first <i>pass </i><i>through </i><i>his </i><i>imagination </i><i>of </i><i>what </i><i>you’d </i><i>think</i><i>? </i>
Leiss clearly hadn’t expected such logic. His voice rose. “What’s she got to do with it? After all these
years, you’re actually weighing Leslie’s preferences in my ns? Like I ever expected Rogue Pack’s princess to bless me with her presence!”
I paused mid–step, half inclined to turn another way—when a small, intive voice called out.
“Muse…”
Eren came running toward me, blue eyes brimming with sorrow.
I knelt at once, smoothing my hand through his soft curls, my tone instinctively gentle. “Eren, what’s wrong?<b>” </b>
Naturally, Kirby and Leiss noticed as well.
Leiss pushed Kirby closer with augh. “What a coincidence–we were just wondering where you’d gone.”
I ignored him, keeping my attention on Eren.
The boy’s head drooped, voice trembling with sadness. “I searched the whole yacht… and I still couldn’t find any chrysanthemums for Muse…”
Silence fell.
Inwardly, I thought–thank goodness!
Leiss chuckled. “If you did find chrysanthemums here, every staff member on this yacht would be out of a job.”
<b>9:21 </b><b>Thu</b><b>, </b><b>Sep </b>18 <b>B</b>…
Chapter 268 A Wolf Cub’s Protest
<b>80 </b>
Finished
On the Lycans‘ king’s birthday yacht, no one would dare disy flowers of such funereal meaning.
Kirby rolled his eyes at Leiss, then turned to me, tonemanding yet casual. “Leslie, take me to the deck for some air.”
I gritted my teeth. He was getting awfullyfortable ordering me around.
But outwardly, I smiled. “Of course.”
I took the wheelchair handles from Leiss and wheeled him away.
Leiss only shook his head behind us, no doubt muttering about how <i>obedient </i>I seemed.
Eren made to follow, but Leiss scooped him up. “Where do you think you’re going? Don’t interrupt their little lovers‘ stroll!”
Fuming, Eren kicked his legs. “It’s not romance! Muse doesn’t love that old man–she loves me! He’s not worthy of her!”
I steered Kirby onto the open deck. Moonlight poured like molten silver, draping the sea in rippling light.
The breeze brushed my face, cool and soothing.
But even with the ocean stretching before us, I could feel Kirby’s gaze locked on me–burning, intent, filled with unmasked possession.
Behind us, Leiss teased loudly, “See how perfect they look together!”
Eren stamped his foot in outrage. “You’re lying! They don’t match at all! Muse only likes fresh young men, not old guys! When I grow up, I’ll marry her!”
<b>I </b>couldn’t help butugh aloud.
“What’s funny?” Kirby’s voice rumbled beside me, low and sharp.
“That you’re old,” I said bluntly, amused. “Even the cub thinks so.”
Kirby tilted his head up, eyes boring into mine. Then, suddenly, he said, “Leslie, I have a proposal…”
Send Gifts
158
a
212
<b>9:21 </b>Thu, Sep 18 <b>B</b>…
Burn in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath
Chapte