Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-One
The moonlight filtered through the enchanted crystal skylight, casting soft glows over the sleeping form of Crow. He lay still, unmoving, unaware of the quiet footsteps approaching his bedside.
Lyravex stood there, silent, her expression conflicted. The SSS-rank support hero—loyal, powerful, and fiercely devoted—watched him sleep with a tenderness she tried to suppress.
Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached out, brushing aside a stray lock of his hair. "You're always carrying everything alone…" she whispered.
Then, without a sound, she leaned in—her lips pressing gently to his cheek.
A small spark of warmth lit her face. She lingered a second longer than she should have, then quickly stepped back.
Behind the door, a shadow stirred. Another presence had felt the change.
And jealousy burned brighter than ever.