Panic surged through her as the implications hit her. If Naya was here, it could only mean trouble. And if she caught Isla like this with Lucian, there was no telling what kind of chaos would follow.
Lucian’s brow furrowed as he glanced toward the door, his hold on Isla tightening slightly as if sensing her unease. “Tell her I’ll meet her in my study,” he said, his voice calm but firm.
“Yes, Alpha,” the maid replied, her footsteps retreating down the hall.
As soon as the sound faded, Isla jumped out of bed, grabbing the duvet and wrapping it around her naked body. Her mind was racing as she tried to make sense of what was happening. She turned to Lucian, who was still lying in bed, his head propped up on one hand as he watched her with an infuriating smirk on his lips.
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