Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Four
Before anyone could speak, Beldra leaned up and pressed her lips to Crow's cheek—soft, bold, and possessive. The room froze.
Liana's eyes widened in fury, her elemental aura flickering dangerously.
Sylvanna's expression darkened, her grip tightening on the hilt of her blade. "She did what?"
Even Elyndra's serene face twisted into a frown as her wings shifted behind her.
Crow blinked, stunned for a moment. "Beldra…"
She smiled slyly. "You didn't stop me."
"I didn't expect you to do it," he replied, trying to regain control.
But Beldra only leaned in closer. "You will. Eventually."
Tension crackled through the room like a brewing storm—and Crow knew he'd just crossed another line he hadn't meant to.