Chapter 1027 – Wounded Royal Devil Cat
Naomi's hand lifted before she fully decided to move.
Then stopped halfway.
Lux noticed.
His eyes shifted toward her hand, then back to her face.
That silence gave her permission more than words would have.
Naomi gently placed her palm on his head.
Lux blinked once.
Then stayed still.
Her fingers moved through his hair carefully, slow and soft, as if touching him too roughly might wake whatever storm still turned behind his eyes. The strands were cooler than she expected, silk-dark beneath her fingers. She stroked once. Then again.
Lux lowered his gaze to the mug and took another sip.
No complaints.
Just quiet acceptance.
Naomi's heart squeezed.
He looked like a wounded cat.
No.
A wounded royal devil cat.
The kind that had probably conquered three kingdoms, audited their treasury, seduced their queens, and then pretended he did not need affection while secretly leaning into the hand petting his head.
Naomi almost smiled.
