Elian's POV
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"Still as broody as ever, Lulu." Estella grinned, stepping toward the metal table. She stood beside Lucian who seemed like he was holding himself back from doing something rash.
The metal table gleamed under the white crystal lights, its surface cold enough to sting Elian's palms as he glared at her.
But the Alpha Prince controlled himself in contrast, turning his eyes to the Delta and Gamma. "What's the meaning of this? Why is she out of the dungeons?"
Elian watched Estella while Lucian spoke.
The bitch—yes, he'll call her that—had her eyes glued on Lucian at first but soon dragged her attention to Elian. The grin on her face faltered for a second, clearly a mask she was using to hide her true feelings.
[That's if she has "feelings".] The system made a scoffing sound.
