Chapter 489 – Where That Greed Came From?
Corvus wasn't just his shadow scout.
A high-functioning sociopath born from Greed's blackmarket incubation labs—half raven, half something else. He didn't ask for help. Didn't admit fear. And if he said abort?
That meant something old just looked him in the eye.
Sira finally pulled her legs up on the seat, sitting cross-legged in that graceful, deadly way only Pride daughters could. She studied the pearls again, their faint shimmer reflected in her eyes.
The way she held them—like they could explode or start whispering—made Lux's chest tighten. Not from affection. From recognition. The kind that made his blood pulse a little faster because somewhere under it, something was wrong.
"Do you think Lylith knew about the bounty?" she asked quietly.
"No."
"You sound sure."
"She's a mortal."
