Ss pov


    Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.


    I stood before the mirror, brows furrowed, lips pressed into a hard line, both hands gripping something tightly as I stared at my reflection. The quiet room was thick with tension, two pairs of watchful eyes fixed on me.


    One gleamed with a mix of amusement and disbelief. The other was cold. Unreadable.


    My brothers.


    ude and Lucien.


    But my attention wasn’t on either of them.


    I narrowed my eyes, the indifferent expression on my face slowly shifting as I studied myself carefully, thoughtfully. Different thoughts raced through my mind as I tried to reach a decision.


    A difficult one.


    One that required careful consideration.


    Yet two days ago, this would have been trivial. Something I wouldn’t have spared a second thought. Something that shouldn’t leave me, a man who could destroy or acquire any pack with a single deliberation, standing here, uncertain.


    And yet… now I didn’t know what to do.


    Which left me with only one option now.


    And as much as I hated involving my brothers, I knew I had no choice.


    So…


    I drew in a deep, shaky breath, set my expression into determination, and sharply turned to face Lucien and ude, who hadn’t looked away once. The moment I met their gazes, ude’s smirk widened, Lucien’s eyes narrowed, and the air grew even tighter.


    And without wasting time, I spoke,


    “Brothers, I have something serious to ask.”


    Lucien, leaning against the wall, and ude, loungingzily on the bed, both nced at each other


    Their expressions slowly became serious because they knew that when I sounded like this, something was wrong


    The ticking duck grew louder Sharper


    The tension stretched, ready to snap


    Then, suddenly, I jerked the clothes in my hands up and asked sternly-


    “Which one should I pick


    The air around us shifted at once, but I pressed on


    “I’ve heard women prefer ck,” I continued, jaw tightening as I lifted the darker fabric. They say it makes a man look


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    sharper. More… put together.”


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    Then I raised the blue, my gaze flicking to it.


    “But blue,” I muttered, quieter now, conflicted, “blue feels different. Softer. Less intimidating. Like something you choose when you want to be seen… not feared.”


    As I spoke, the seriousness in their gazespletely shattered. They stared at me like I had lost my mind, like a stranger had taken my ce.


    Before either of them could react, I stepped forward, and in the blink of an eye, I was right between them. They both blinked as I shoved the two fabrics toward their faces, my eyes shing with urgency.


    “Tell me, brothers…..” I demanded.


    “What do you think a woman like Lilith likes?”


    “You are crazy,” Lucien muttered, his tone t, certain, like he was stating a fact.


    ude nodded immediately. “Indeed. He’s gone insane, brother.”


    They continued to stare at me in disbelief.


    But my expression didn’t change.


    I was serious.


    If I wanted to steal Lilith’s heart, then I had to do this properly.


    After the words she had said yesterday, I had felt it-


    Something I hadn’t felt even after my father’s death.


    Hurt.


    A sharp, burning ache in my chest.


    She didn’t love me.


    But I loved her.


    I wanted her.


    And this time, I would make her fall in love with me.


    Her heart would beat for me the way mine did.


    So-


    My eyes darkened as I repeated the question, my voice deep, heavy with intent. I moved the clothes closer to their faces, disbelief still etched into their expressions.


    “Tell me, brothers,” I asked again, keeping my voice steady, unwavering.


    “Which one should I pick?”


    Lilith pov


    “Wow…”


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    Both The’s and Lora’s voices sliced through the air at the same time, thick with awe. Their eyes were wide, practically glittering as they stared at me through the mirror, hands sped together behind my chair.


    I sat stiffly, heart racing, my hands clenched tightly on my thighs as I felt their gazes on me.


    I still couldn’t wrap my head around what was happening. Or maybe… I just didn’t want to believe it.


    After the dramatic scene earlier, I had been left in a daze, half-expecting someone to tell me I had heard wrong.


    Because they had mentioned a date.


    A date.


    The moment the word had left their lips, my mind had gonepletely nk. And before I could ask a single question, The and the others had descended on me.


    One moment I had been sitting on the bed, the next I was in the bathtub. Then my hair was being tugged into ce, my face carefully painted, a dress slipped over me.


    And now-two hourster, everything had stopped.


    The strangers were gone.


    And The and Lora were staring at me like they were looking at something straight out of a dream.


    “You are so beautiful, Lilith,” The drawled with a bright smile, stars practically shining in her eyes. “You look like a literal angel. The Alpha will totally be smitten by you.”


    My throat tightened as I swallowed hard.


    Alpha.


    I had a feeling it was the Alphas behind this, insane as it sounded. And something deep in my chest told me it was Ss


    But why?


    Why would he want to take me on a date after what had happened yesterday?


    No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t make sense of it.


    “You look just like your mother, Lilith,” The whispered softly.


    Her words snapped me out of my daze. My gaze lifted to the mirror to meet hers, then instinctively thickered to my own


    reflection.


    And when I did, I sucked in a sharp breath.


    I had been too lost in my thoughts to notice my appearance before, but now that I truly looked


    I looked… beautiful.


    Really beautiful.


    My hair had been styled into soft curls that fell neatly around my shoulders. The makeup on my face was light, subtle, yet it highlighted my features perfectly, especially my green eyes. And the dress…


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    It was a fitted blue dress with a low V-line that hinted at my chest, hugging my curves just right, a high slit running up my left leg.


    For a moment, I couldn’t believe the woman staring back at me was Lilith.


    It felt like I was looking at someone else.


    At the old Lilith.


    The Lilith from before everything happened.


    When was thest time I looked like this?


    “Lilith, it’s time to go. We can’t keep the Alpha waiting any longer,” The said gently, pulling me from my daze.


    I blinked, snapping back to reality as she and Lora helped me to my feet, both smiling warmly. Their heads remained lowered respectfully as they began guiding me toward the door.


    A sudden shiver ran down my spine, my breathing quickening as I suddenly felt uneasy and instinctively turned my head, wanting to stop them, and to ask for more exnation on what was going on.


    But before I could speak, the door swung open, revealing a man standing there, hand raised as if to knock. His eyes widened slightly at the sight of me, caught off guard, frozen for a moment.


    Samuel—my mother’s doctor, and apparently the Alphas cousin.


    For a second, time seemed to still. He simply stared, and in that moment, even The and Lora froze, unsure of what to do.


    Then, as if a switch had flipped, amusement sparked in his eyes. A slow smirk curved at the corner of his lips, his head tilting slightly. Arms folded, gaze fixed entirely on me, his voice low, smooth, and teasing as it slid through the air.


    “Well, well, well. Ain’t you a stunner, Miss Lilith?” Samuel drawled, his voice dripping with tease as he raised a brow, the corner of his lips curling into a sly smirk. “I think I understand now why my cousins are wrapped around your fingers. After all… who could resist a beautiful fairy like yourself?”


    I stared at my mother’s doctor, confusion flickering across my face as I blinked, my lips parting slightly in surprise as 1 whispered.


    “Doctor. Samuel?”


    He chuckled, shaking his head, correcting me again like thest time.


    “Just Samuel,” he said with a wink, his voice low, smooth. “No need for formalities like I said”


    Then, before I could react, he stepped forward, his movements graceful, his aura calm as he smiled,


    “I’vee to get you before Ss pulls his hair out”


    He said and my brows furrowed, now certain that all this was because of Sitas.


    But before I could speak, he stretched out his hand, his gaze fixed on mine. “Shall we?”


    I hesitated for just a moment, unsure of what to do, but I knew there was no other choice than to go along with whatever was happening. So, with The and Lora watching quietly behind me, I nodded and slipped my hand into his. I cast a quick nce at them, both smiled softly and bowed respectfully


    And as we began walking toward the stairs, the air felt heavy, thick with anticipation


    My heart raced, and a sudden wave of insecurity washed over nie, about how I looked, about how I would react to seeing


    Ss again, about this very date itself.


    I couldn’t quite wrap my mind around it, but I continued walking, drawing a shaky breath.


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    The moment we reached the first step, the sight below made me freeze. My heart skipped, my gaze flickering downward.


    There they were.


    Lucien, lounging on the couch, fingers curled around his cigar, expression as cold and unreadable as ever.


    ude, stretchedzily beside him, a yawn slipping past his lips, eyes staring off into nothing in particr.


    And Ss.


    He stood there, dressed in blue, expression outwardly indifferent, but anyone could see the tension beneath, hand grippin the bouquet of flowers tightly, every muscle taut.


    And then, as if sensing my gaze, all three of them turned simultaneously. Eyes wide, tracking me from head to toe.


    The effect was immediate.


    Lucien’s hand froze midway to his cigar, smoke curlingzily into the air.


    ude’s jaw ckened, eyes widening in clear surprise.


    Ss… he stood rigid, unable to tear his gaze away from me, his aura zing and sharp, the indifferen


    ce in his eyes melting into something raw, something almost… desperate, like a man staring at what he could never forget.


    And at that very same moment, as I stared at the men before me,their eyes shed a chilling, brilliant white.


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