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Chapter 137
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I hung up the phone.
Alexander’s desperate plea to intervene in Hannah’s detention echoed in my mind.
Grandma Eileen once said she would drop the charges against Hannah-for family peace, she’d said. I’d assumed that would be the end of it, that Hannah would walk free while justice remained elusive. But somehow Hannah remained in custody.
Lucas must still be pulling strings behind the scenes.
I couldn’t even count how many times he’d stepped in to help me now-the visible interventions alone were numerous, and I suspected there were countless others I knew nothing about.
His protection extended far beyond what I could see, like an invisible shield around my life.
Taking a deep breath, I descended the stairs, needing movement to process everything that had happened.
The hardwood was cool beneath my bare feet, grounding me in the present moment.
I’d been so consumed by the phone call that I hadn’t registered the faint sounds coming from the kitchen or the savory aroma wafting through
the air.
I froze at the bottom of the stairs. Lucas was home? I’d assumed he’d still be at the office handling the pack business.
He stood at the counter, his broad back to me, sleeves rolled up to reveal muscular forearms as he chopped something with practiced efficiency.
The sight was so unexpected that I simply stared.
Lucas Grayson-the most powerful Alpha in Moonhaven, the cold, commanding businessman-was cooking in his kitchen.
I found myself walking across the kitchen and wrapping my arms around is waist from behind, pressing my cheek against his broad back. The warmth of his body seeped through his shirt, and I felt rather than heards soft chuckle.
“Someone’s hungry,” he said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated against my cheek.
‘Not really, 1- My stomach chose that exact moment to betray me with aloud, undignified growl
I groaned, burying my face deeper into his back to hide my embarrassmen
Lucas laughed, a rare, genuine sound that made my heart flutter.
He turned in my arms, still holding the wooden spoon in one hand as he zed down at me with amusement dancing in his eyes.
His lips brushed mine in a feather-light kiss that ended too quickly,
“Food’s almost ready,” he murmured, his voice warm. ‘Go sit over there while I finish up p>
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I perched on the stool, watching as he returned to his task. His movements were fluid and confident-not the awkward attempts of someone
rarely in a kitchen, but the practiced motions of someone who knew exactly what he was doing.
‘I didn’t know you could cook, I admitted, resting my chin in my palm.
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me yet,” he replied without turning. But we have time p>
Those simple words-we have time-sent an unexpected warmth through my chest. The casual certainty with which he included me in his future
still felt surreal.
He placed a steaming mug before me. “Drink this. It’ll help with the stress
The tea smelled of lavender and chamomile, with something else I couldn identify. I took a cautious sip, surprised by its pleasant, slightly
sweet taste.
“It’s a special blend,” he explained, noticing my expression. “Contains herb particularly effective for Omegas. Helps balance emotions after
trauma p>
I blinked at him. “You keep Omega-specific tea in your house p>
“I ordered it for you after our first meeting.” His admission was matter-of-fact, as though stocking his home with items specifically for my biology was the most natural thing in the world.
“So you’ve had designs on me since we first met?” I asked, half-teasing but also genuinely curious.
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