Lilith finally managed to control her breathing. She pulled back a little from Lennox's arms, her eyes still glassy but her expression calm again. She glanced at her father's face, trying to read him. But Lennox's cold blue eyes had softened, only for her.
Yet when his eyes slid past her shoulder to look at Gray, that warmth cooled at once replaced by a flicker of pure displeasure. He didn't say anything, but the meaning was clear enough: I just got my daughter back, and you're already about to marry her?The thought stung him. He was a man used to controlling what was his and Lilith was blood, his own flesh that he'd failed to protect once. Seeing her already tied to someone, it made something sharp twist in his chest.
Gray caught the look but only lowered his head politely.
The silence in the private room felt thick. Lilith turned her eyes to Daisy. She studied the woman in front of her carefully.
