Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 28

Eve~

I tried not to run to the door when I heard the knock. I took a deep breath before I opened it, but my stomach sank when I saw another woman on the other side. Sharp green eyes, clad in designer clothes, and every bit of her dripping with hostility. I recognized her instantly—the woman from Hades’ office and the former queen of Obsidian Pack, Felicia Stavros.

"Your high...ness," I greeted, but she cut me off with a hand. She pushed past me, stepping on me as she did, her pointed heel making me grimace in pain.

She crossed her arms over her chest, analyzing the room before her eyes slowly and eventually fell on me. They narrowed, scrutinizing.

Her lips curled into a smug smirk, as if she’d already decided I wasn’t worth her time. "So, you’re the one who’s been causing all the fuss," she said, her voice as sharp as her gaze. She looked me up and down, her eyes lingering on my clothes with thinly veiled disgust. "I expected more. Much more."

"I don’t know what you’re talking about," I replied, a bit unsteady, my foot still throbbing from her assault.

"The little scene you caused in the office?" she reminded me. "Or have you forgotten already?" Her tone was filled with vitriol. "It seems mutts like you are used to ending up in the laps of men."

My throat tightened at her insult, but I attempted to keep my wits about me. "How may I help you, Your Highness?"

She strutted towards me, her posture poised and her movement elegant. I felt my legs turn to liquid—she was everything that intimidated me, personified. Power, confidence, and the absolute certainty that she belonged in any room she entered. Her eyes burned into mine as she came to a stop just inches away, towering over me. I could feel her hostility radiating off her in waves, each second of silence a calculated move to make me feel small, insignificant.

She tilted her head slightly, her lips curling into a slow, almost predatory smile. "How can you help me?" she mused, her voice dripping with condescension. "That’s adorable, really. But I don’t need help from a thing like you. I’m here to ensure you don’t get too comfortable playing house."

Her words stung, but it was the underlying threat that sent a chill down my spine. "I don’t want anything to do with this—"

"Save it," she snapped, her eyes flashing. "You’re here, aren’t you? Living under our roof, basking in the glory of his power and protection. Don’t act like you’re above it all."

Protection and power? I couldn’t stop the flare of anger that bubbled up. "I didn’t ask for any of this."

"Oh, but you’re here nonetheless," she countered, her voice low and dangerous. "And whether you like it or not, you’re in my territory now. You’re in my world, and if you think for one second that I’m going to let some little girl like you disrupt what I’ve built, you’re sorely mistaken."