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LYRIC
I woke up with a terrible hangover.
My head ached terribly. The first thing I did was soak myself into the Jacuzzi.
It wasn’t until I was a little calm that I recalled all that had happened the previous night. When I did, fury pulsed in my bloodstream.
Jaris.
As usual, he was there and ruined my night. Dragged me away when I was having the fun of my life. For the first time since I met him, I felt genuinely happy.
Done bathing, I checked my email and nearly screamed in excitement when I found one from TCH, asking me to come over by ten.
I checked the time. It was past nine.
Shit.
As fast as lightening, I fished for what to wear–black corporate pants with a red top–hastily brushed my hair, packed it into a ponytail and applied a red lipstick.
Hm. The red lipstick looked really good on me today.
Perfect.
I grabbed my bag and file and hurried out of the ro
Finally, some good news. I’d be beyond grateful if I could get this job. At least, it’d keep me busy and keep my mind off some depressing thoughts.
I fished for my car keys in my bag as I hurried down the passage. I noticed someone coming before me–someone with a familiar scent.
Lifting my head, I found ‘him’ coming.
Jaris.
Nerion was beside him, seemingly giving him
a
report.
My heart skipped a beat as our eyes locked. I had that familiar mix of hurt and confusion flood me.
Time seemed too slow, but we didn’t stop walking. And as we got close, I noticed his eyes linger on my lips.
I furrowed my brows, wondering why the hell he was staring at my lips.
I dip my head to him as we walked past each other. There was a great sense of unease and loss as we lost eye contact.
I released a deep breath.
‘Focus, Lyric. We have an important day ahead.‘
On my way to TCH, Jace called me.
I picked the call and put it on speaker so my hands could focus on the steering.
After our usual greetings and teasing, he told me the reason he called.
“I just texted you Alpha Zarek’s number.”
Oh. What a relief.
“Thanks a lot, Jace.” I smiled like he could see me.
“I wish you’d tell me what you need the number for. I’m kind of worried, Ly.”
“Please, don’t be. Trust me, I’m not doing anything that’d get me in trouble. I’m not you.”
He huffed. “Of course. I’m the one who gets into trouble because I’m always taking care of your mess.”
I rolled my eyes.
We talked some more before the call ended.
Successfully unlocked!
I’d been hoping Zarek would be at the party last night. It was one of the reasons I was hell–bent on going. So, since he didn‘
t show up, I asked Jace for his contact.
I needed to ask him about that night. I didn’t trust the fact that he had come into the garden, right after Marta left.
My phone beeped with a new message, and when I got to a traffic stop, I checked it out.
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It was from Kael.
‘Hi, Lyric. Let me know as soon as you get back to Darkspire. I need your help.‘
Huh? I arched my brows in surprise. Kael needing my help? What the hell was going on?
A few minutes later, I arrived at TCH.
When I showed one of the ladies at the reception my email, she showed me where to wait.
I waited alone for almost an hour before the woman from the other day who I suspected was Marta’s superior, walked up to
- me.
“Good morning, ma’am.” I rose to my feet.
“Good morning, Mrs. Dreadmoor.” She shook my hands. “Sorry you had to wait for long. Please come with me.”
I followed her into the elevator and onto a certain floor. She looked strict and always spoke in that stern, professional tone. Like the kind of woman that didn’t take nonsense from anyone.
I caught her name on the tag on her coat. Dr. Guinevere.
“Before we begin, you’ll need to meet with someone. I tried hardly say ‘no‘.”
not
to
make it happen, but he insisted. And with him, one could
I looked at her with surprise. Who was she referring to?
We got to a door which she pushed open, and my heart nearly jumped out of my chest when I found Jaris in the office, leaning against the table, his legs crossed in front of him while he gave me that piercing look like he was the boss.
“I’ll be in ward four on this floor when you two are done. Just find me.” The woman left.
I stayed rooted at the door for some seconds before dragging my legs in.
What’s he doing here? Here to ruin this tiny fragment of happiness I’m trying to have?
I didn’t say a word as I stood, waiting for him to do the talking.
And finally, he did. “Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is to get to hear from strangers that my mate is applying to TCH?”
I frowned, not quite getting his point.
“When were you going to tell me that you had plans of working here?”
It was all I could do not to scoff and shrug instead. “I didn’t think it was mandatory for me to tell you.”
“Lyric Harper, don’t start with me.”
Wait, what? Why was he still addressing me by my father’s name? He didn’t like me bearing his name or what?
“I should be informed if you’re planning on working in a place like TCH. I shouldn’t be getting to hear it from strangers.” He grumped.
“Well, I’m sorry, but incase you haven’t noticed, you and I haven’t exactly been on talking terms. On our mating night, you specifically told me to stay as far away from you as possible. I’m only doing that.”
I noticed his jaw clench. He glanced up at the ceiling, as if contemplating a thought. But I could tell he was pissed.
“You do know I have the power to have you kicked out, don’t you?” My eyes widened in disbelief when he uttered those insane words.
I knew it. I knew he was here to ruin this little peace.
“In case you had no idea, the woman that just left is my aunt–my father’s sister. And the one at the top, the one everybody answers to–he’s a member of Darkspire. You could say I have TCH wrapped around my finger.”
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