Rejected Luna Returns with Secret Twins (Lysandra) novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193

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I nearly growled at him but clenched my fists, controlling myself,

Looking directly into Tristan’s eyes, I said expressionlessly. You misunderstand, Alpha.” I could see the contempt for me in Be

“Do I need to ask?” he sneered. “You, who would do anything to get what you want. That eclipse night, you use the proplicey to get cloth is me, used my father’s beliefs to force him to accept you. Are you planning to do the same to Dr. Frostwhisper

“I don’t want to hear your nonsense,” I said, my tone firmer than it had been this morning. “Please let us go. You can leave nost

I tried to turn away with Eldreth, but Tristan grabbed my arm, stopping me. The sudden movement threw off our balance, making Eldreth and – me tilt toward Tristan.

“I won’t let you ruin his life like you ruined mine,” Tristan declared loudly, reminding me of his earlier claim that Selene would be the children’s mother.

Our awkward position and Tristan’s loud voice seemed to sober Eldreth somewhat.

He shook his head, trying to stand straighter. Frowning, he looked at Tristan, then glanced at me.

Will he pretend he didn’t ask for my help in front of Tristan? I silently prayed I wouldn’t look foolish.

“Alpha Tristan?” Eldreth asked groggily. “What are you doing here?”

I immediately stepped away from Tristan, as Eldreth was now standing on his own.

“Dr. Frostwhisper, be careful of her,” Tristan warned. “She’s likely drugged you. She’s quite skilled at using tricks. She’s very good at manipulation.”

I couldn’t understand why Tristan was so suspicious of my motives when Eldreth was clearly just drunk.

“No, I’m just drunk,” Eldreth said. “Don’t mind me.”

He took a step back but wobbled, and I rushed to steady him again. Tristan noticed and gave me a stern look.

“Don’t trust her,” Tristan told Eldreth, his tone carrying the same warning as this morning.

Eldreth blinked several times, rubbing his forehead. “She’s with me,” he told Tristan. “You don’t need to worry.”

Tristan’s eyebrows rose at Eldreth’s answer, and his gaze shifted to me, but I was watching Eldreth.

I could see he was struggling to regain his clarity. What happened to him? Why is he this drunk? Who would want to hurt someone as gentle as

him?

“Alpha Tristan, I’ll see you later,” Eldreth said. “I was heading back to my hotel. She’ll help me.”

With that, Eldreth placed his hand on my shoulder, indicating he needed my assistance again.

I smiled at him and nodded.

We had just started walking when Tristan spoke up.

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Chapter 193

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Thank you, Alpha Tristan.” Eldreth mumbled, swaying slightly on his feet.

I bit my tongue to keep from snapping. The fact that Eldreth was accepting Tristan’s offer irritated me. Didn’t his understand that I needed in talk to him about Alaric? But then again, he was clearly not in any state for a serious conversation.

With a sigh, I helped Eldreth toward Tristan’s sleek black cat, supporting his weight as best I could. He was heavy against my side, his step, unsteady. When we reached the vehicle, I carefully guided him into the back seat, making sure he didn’t hit his head:

As I straightened up and prepared to slide in beside him, Tristan blocked my path.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, his voice dripping with suspicion.

I looked at him like he’d lost his mind. “Into your car?”

“Why?” His eyes narrowed. “So you can continue with whatever plan you’re executing at the hotel?*

The way he said “plan” made it sound like I was plotting a murder. My nerves tightened with tension. Even after all these years, Tristan still had this effect on me–making me feel like I was constantly walking on eggshells.

“I don’t care what plan you think I have,” I replied, struggling to keep my voice level. “But I don’t think I can trust you with him.”

Tristan’s mouth curved into a cruel smile. “Who is he to you that you can’t trust me with him? Your next target after Kieran? Oh wait- His voice dropped to a mocking whisper. “That’s former fiancé, since he’s now fighting for his life, and you’ve moved on to a new prospect.

The casual mention of Kieran hit me like a physical blow. The fake engagement had been Kieran’s idea to protect me from unwanted attention, but Tristan didn’t need to know that.

“Don’t bring Kieran into this,” I hissed. “It’s none of your business. And you heard him just now–Eldreth asked for my help, so if you want to help him, you’ll have to tolerate me.”

Before he could respond, I pushed past him and slid into the back seat next to Eldreth, slamming the door shut with more force than necessary.

Through the window, I could see Tristan standing there, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles had turned white. He took several deep breaths, visibly fighting to control his temper. Finally, he walked around to the driver’s side and got in, starting the engine with a violent turn of the key.

his head occasionally bobbing The silence in the car was suffocating. Tristan didn’t speak, and Eldreth seemed to have dozed off beside me, with the motion of the car. My mind raced with worry about losing contact with him again. Eldreth was possibly my only hope for helping Alaric, and I couldn’t afford to let this opportunity slip away.

I needed a way to make sure he remembered me when he sobered up. Taking out my small notepad from my purse, I wrote: “Eldreth, this is my phone number. Please call me when you can. I need your help. -Lysandra”

Eldreth was leaning against my shoulder, seemingly asleep. This was my chance. As discreetly as possible, I folded the note and slipped it into his pants pocket, my fingers moving with careful precision.

When I finished, I couldn’t help the small smile of satisfaction that crossed my face. But as I looked up, my eyes met Tristan’s in the rearview mirror. Those deep gray–blue eyes were watching me and Eldreth with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat.