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Reaper 310

    Burn in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath


    Chapter 310 A Shattered Illusion


    Kirby’s POV


    Why the hell is that gamma still glued to Leslie’s side?!


    <b>75 </b>


    +8 Pearls


    I forced my voice out, hoarse but steady. “No need. I’m fine. I don’t need <i>to </i>cool down–and I won’t allow anyone else to touch me.”


    My eyes locked on Shane, fury threatening to tear apart the fragile mask of weakness I’d been wearing.


    This man was always with Leslie, always in my sight, making my teeth ache with irritation. Yet he was hers, and I couldn’ty a hand on him.


    Shane didn’t even look at me, expression nk, awaiting Leslie’smand.


    She hesitated for a few seconds, then gave a small nod. “Forget it. Go with Mch.”


    Shane nodded and walked away, his steps heavy and calm.


    The room was left to just the two of us, the silence carrying an illusion of gentleness.


    Lance growled in my mind. “This is your


    chance.”


    I nced at Leslie. She picked up the ice pack, her brow creasing. “I’ll do it…”


    A flicker of joy rose inside me, but I sighed deliberately, feigning weakness. “Forget it. How could I trouble you to do this yourself?”


    She frowned, then simply pressed the ice against my forehead through the towel. The sudden chill made me shudder. “It’s nothing. Just endure it until the doctores.”


    Her tone was detached, like she waspleting a task.


    My face stiffened, words caught in my throat. “That’s it?”


    I’d said no one else could touch me, and she’d taken me at my word–handling everything withoutying a finger on my skin. The cold seeped into my head, scrambling my thoughts


    further.


    Suddenly, her phone rang.


    From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the screen. “Adler.”


    My heart lurched, sourness biting through my chest, fury igniting like a bomb.


    Chapter 310 A Shattered Illusion


    I ground my teeth, my voice low and stormy. “Why is he calling you sote?”


    Leslie pressed her lips lightly, her tone even. “Business.”


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    She didn’t exin further, rising to step out with the phone in hand. Her long ck dress swayed under the candlelight, stabbing at my eyes.


    I watched her walk away, while Lance roared jealously in my mind, a maddened storm.


    8 Pearls


    I stayed silent, but my body moved on its own. I pushed up from the bed and crept to the doorway, holding my breath, straining to hear.


    Leslie’s POV


    The corridor of Bloodrock Estate was dim, the glow of the firece seeping faintly through the walls. I walked to the far corner, the point most distant from Kirby’s room, and answered the call.


    The moment the line connected, Eren’s childish voice piped through. “Muse, it’s only been a few hours, but I already miss you. Do you miss me too?”


    Iughed softly. “Of course I do. I’ve missed you very, very much…”


    His fruity pheromones seemed to carry even through the phone, sweet like citrus candy, warming my chest.


    We chatted for a while, and I reminded him to finish his homework. My mood had lifted by the time I turned back toward Kirby’s room.


    I pushed open the door–only to freeze.


    Kirby was standing there. His ck silk shirt was slightly rumpled, his skin pale to the point of translucence, like polished jade marred by sickness.


    His eyes were cold, sharp with barely contained rage and hurt.


    I stopped short, frowning. “You…”


    He cut me off, his dark gaze locked on me. His voice was low, as if holding back everything inside. “You and Adler–this is just business, just ying a role, isn’t it?”


    The weight in his words pressed heavy, his eyes faintly rimmed red.


    My heart faltered, and I stayed silent for several seconds.


    Asphodel suddenly growled in warning. “Leslie, look. How is he standing?”


    <b>11:01 </b><b>Sat</b>, Sep 20


    Chapter 310 A Shattered Illusion


    The realization hit me. He was standing.


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    +8 Pearls


    His back wound hadn’t healed. Wasn’t he supposed to have fallen, his old injuries ring, unconscious with fever?


    My eyes darted to the wheelchair by the bed, the cane propped against the headboard. The guilt I had felt only moments ago vanished in an instant, reced by a ze of fury.


    Asphodel’s voice dripped with scorn. “Once again, we’ve been deceived by this cunning Alpha.”


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