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glancing back up at Aaron.
“Your brother is in the dining room.”
Aaron stiffened, his grip on Cecilia’s hands tightening almost imperceptibly. She wouldn’t have noticed if she wasn’t so hyperaware of his proximity, and she couldn’t help but notice that the reaction was just about as unusual as his hidden distaste for the immense mansion.
“Has he been waiting long?” Aaron asked, words tight and authoritative.
It was such a change from how he spoke to her that Cecilia couldn’t help but wonder about this brother of his. Marlo shook his head.
“Just arrived from his trip.”
“Thank you, Marlo.”
They began to walk off, Aaron leading the way. Cecilia couldn’t help but feel as though she was intruding now, her insides now twisting uncomfortably at wondering if Marlo’s sharp glare was due to this unexpected closeness to Aaron.
“Ah, sir, perhaps it is best if I lead the young lady back to her room?” Marlo piped up behind them, following close.
Aaron replied swiftly, “She stays with me, Marlo. Thanks.”
There were no protests from the butler, and the silence that followed was enough to stifle her wandering eyes and keep her well silent.
The pace was as easy as it had been on the way out of her room, yet the tension made it as though each step was crackling over fine eggshells and Ceci tried her best to swallow down her anxiety and the aches and pains of her body.
The dining room was as lavish as the main lobby, if not more. A long and wide table of a deep cherry oak was framed by many chairs—all following the set and pronouncing the lovely furnishing style of the room.
There was no chandelier in this room, just a long skylight for a ceiling that let in the sunlight. Flowers hung in vases at the corners, and a couple of maids walking in an out through a door on the far left, bringing in plates of food enough to feed a family of six or more.
The sight and smell of food made Ceci’s mouth water and stomach churn with anxious preparation. Buttered croissants were the first thing Ceci saw and the first thing she was convinced she would eat.
Yet before she could raise her enthusiasm for breakfast, she had glanced up to find herself being stared at by sharp and narrow green eyes. The stare shocked her, made her body tense up and breaths come in chocked gasps.
She recognized the look, and when she took in the face, the familiarity of it made the memories of the night before slam into her without warning.
The attack, the battle, the fear…
It all struck her and made her nearly collapse in Aaron’s arms. Lucky for her, Aaron had stopped walking, and Cecilia could at least cinch her grip on his fingers a little tighter.
“Lucas,” Aaron spoke.
If he noticed Cecilia’s sudden change in posture, he didn’t voice it.
“Welcome home.”
“Little brother,” the owner of the sharp green eyes stared at them both. His voice was deep, the same graveness that Cecilia knew she had heard. She couldn’t shake away the memory of seeing this man’s body explode into the figure of a powerful beast.
She couldn’t know how she knew, because her eyes hadn’t been able to register the details of his face then… but Cecilia knew him.
She knew him as easily as she knew her own name. How could one ever forget someone so monumentally shocking?
“I see you’ve found the latest addition to the household,” Lucas said, nodding towards her. Her body shivered despite herself.
“Have fun yet?”
Aaron didn’t find the comment funny.
“Two visits in twenty four hours,” he grunted.
“That’s a new record.”
Lucas shrugged, massive shoulders shifting and Cecilia flinched— was he going to transform now? —the movement was not lost on him.
His green eyes took in her sudden reproach with some amusement and Cecilia couldn’t help but shake.
“Do you remember me now?” the oldest sibling asked, ignoring Aaron’s jab.
Ceci had no idea how to respond, keeping silent as her fingers
“Your brother is in the dining room.”
Aaron stiffened, his grip on Cecilia’s hands tightening almost imperceptibly. She wouldn’t have noticed if she wasn’t so hyperaware of his proximity, and she couldn’t help but notice that the reaction was just about as unusual as his hidden distaste for the immense mansion.
“Has he been waiting long?” Aaron asked, words tight and authoritative.
It was such a change from how he spoke to her that Cecilia couldn’t help but wonder about this brother of his. Marlo shook his head.
“Just arrived from his trip.”
“Thank you, Marlo.”
They began to walk off, Aaron leading the way. Cecilia couldn’t help but feel as though she was intruding now, her insides now twisting uncomfortably at wondering if Marlo’s sharp glare was due to this unexpected closeness to Aaron.
“Ah, sir, perhaps it is best if I lead the young lady back to her room?” Marlo piped up behind them, following close.
Aaron replied swiftly, “She stays with me, Marlo. Thanks.”
There were no protests from the butler, and the silence that followed was enough to stifle her wandering eyes and keep her well silent.
The pace was as easy as it had been on the way out of her room, yet the tension made it as though each step was crackling over fine eggshells and Ceci tried her best to swallow down her anxiety and the aches and pains of her body.
The dining room was as lavish as the main lobby, if not more. A long and wide table of a deep cherry oak was framed by many chairs—all following the set and pronouncing the lovely furnishing style of the room.
There was no chandelier in this room, just a long skylight for a ceiling that let in the sunlight. Flowers hung in vases at the corners, and a couple of maids walking in an out through a door on the far left, bringing in plates of food enough to feed a family of six or more.
The sight and smell of food made Ceci’s mouth water and stomach churn with anxious preparation. Buttered croissants were the first thing Ceci saw and the first thing she was convinced she would eat.
Yet before she could raise her enthusiasm for breakfast, she had glanced up to find herself being stared at by sharp and narrow green eyes. The stare shocked her, made her body tense up and breaths come in chocked gasps.
She recognized the look, and when she took in the face, the familiarity of it made the memories of the night before slam into her without warning.
The attack, the battle, the fear…
It all struck her and made her nearly collapse in Aaron’s arms. Lucky for her, Aaron had stopped walking, and Cecilia could at least cinch her grip on his fingers a little tighter.
“Lucas,” Aaron spoke.
If he noticed Cecilia’s sudden change in posture, he didn’t voice it.
“Welcome home.”
“Little brother,” the owner of the sharp green eyes stared at them both. His voice was deep, the same graveness that Cecilia knew she had heard. She couldn’t shake away the memory of seeing this man’s body explode into the figure of a powerful beast.
She couldn’t know how she knew, because her eyes hadn’t been able to register the details of his face then… but Cecilia knew him.
She knew him as easily as she knew her own name. How could one ever forget someone so monumentally shocking?
“I see you’ve found the latest addition to the household,” Lucas said, nodding towards her. Her body shivered despite herself.
“Have fun yet?”
Aaron didn’t find the comment funny.
“Two visits in twenty four hours,” he grunted.
“That’s a new record.”
Lucas shrugged, massive shoulders shifting and Cecilia flinched— was he going to transform now? —the movement was not lost on him.
His green eyes took in her sudden reproach with some amusement and Cecilia couldn’t help but shake.
“Do you remember me now?” the oldest sibling asked, ignoring Aaron’s jab.
Ceci had no idea how to respond, keeping silent as her fingers
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