Chapter 39: Instincts
Lyraeus’ POV:
As consciousness crept back in, the fog of inebriation slowly began to lift. I blinked blearily, my vision clearing to reveal the figure draped over me. Confusion twisted my gut as I realized the person in my arms was not Aria. Kaida’s face, smug and predatory, came into sharp focus.
“What the hell are you doing here?” I growled, pushing her off with more force than intended. Kaida stumbled back, a look of surprise quickly masked by a feigned pout.
“Don’t you want me, Lyraeus? After all, Aria doesn’t appreciate you the way I do. Why can’t we just be like old times, Lyraeus?” she purred, attempting to regain her composure.
“We are done, we were done years ago, Kaida,” I snarled, rising unsteadily to my feet. The wine had filled my reflexes, but
