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Chapter 84: Do You Have Feelings For Me?

I kept holding my ankle, sucked in a sharp breath, and batted my eyelashes until I could force out a few tears.

“I didn’t push her that hard! Luther, she’s faking it, she set me up,” Jennifer whined, pointing at me.

“But you did push her, didn’t you?” Luther asked, crossing his arms and glaring at Jennifer.

“I… well… yeah, but not hard enough to hurt her,” Jennifer said again.

I just held my ankle tightly and let out a low sigh. If I kept my silence, Jennifer would look more and more guilty. She’d even look a little wacky. I’d remain innocent.

“Luther, please, you have to believe me! I didn’t mean to hurt her,” Jennifer insisted, stomping her foot like a rebelling child.

“I don’t have to believe you,” Luther muttered. “Especially, when my eyes can tell me that you are lying.”

“But I…”

“That’s enough. I will deal with you later,” Luther said. He took a knee beside me. “Ciana, are you okay?”

“I… my ankle is twisted pretty bad,” I muttered, looking at him with wide, glassy eyes.

Behind him, Jennifer fumed, her hands balled into fists again. If Luther hadn’t been there, she probably would have attacked me.

I ignored her. I needed to keep playing the role of the in- jured victim.

“Let me see,” Luther muttered, taking my hands tenderly and pulling them from my ankle.

“I probably just need some rest. Is there somewhere I can lie down?” I asked, biting my lip innocently.

“Yes, of course.”

I struggled to stand up, but gave a soft whimper of pain. Before I could try moving, Luther scooped me up in his arms, princess style. My legs bent over one of his strong arms and his other looped around my back. He cradled me against his chest.

“Luther, I’m sorry,” Jennifer said, reaching for him as Luther walked by her.

“You’ve done enough. Don’t worry, I’ll follow up with you when I get Ciana settled,” Luther snarled under his breath.

Jennifer looked like she was ready to cry. I sighed inward- ly. I believed she did really care for Luther.

After we left the banquet room, I sighed, “Luther, Jennifer isn’t a bad person. She just cares about you a lot.” Although I somewhat used Jennifer for my plan, I didn’t want her to really get punished because of me.

“You’re still speaking for her after what she’s done to you?”

“It was somewhat an accident.” I told the truth. Sort of.

hall to a lounge and laid me down on a couch. He grabbed a pillow

ment. He came back with a cold bottle of water and a blanket. Gently,

he asked, handing me the bottle of

unscrewing the cap

I needed. I’m sure I’ll feel better in no time,” I

a chair up next to me and removed the blanket from my ankle,

to be swelling,” he said. “That’s good.

put ice on it, or maybe heat?” I

“Why don’t you just rest it for now. If it starts

good,” I

I can get for you?” he asked

about to do. I might not agree with his methods of seeking revenge, but I did feel sorry for what the king did to his pack

had been polite and decent

I’m all set. Thank you

lifted and he cocked his head

I shouldn’t have said that.

causing trouble and

said with a shrug. He cracked a quick smile and

nice event,” I said, looking down at his fin- gers curled around mine. I tried to pull my hands away,

be… passionate at times. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she leaves you

apologize for making a scene,” I muttered, stopping myself

eyes stuck on me like glue and he stared hard. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to his. His bright

if I’m crazy for asking this but… Is it possi- ble

slightly, and I swallowed quickly,

reminded him, smiling lightly to try

and you know it. Do you have real, romantic feelings for me?” he asked, tightening his fingers around my

walls again and it would be harder for me to slip away. If I gave him the wrong idea, he might try to follow through on

time for me to try and spurn an unwant- ed romantic advance. I had to

“Um… that’s a

for me to continue. I shifted my eyes to the ceiling,

you’re gentler with me than Prince Theo, maybe

chal- lenge. “Well,

knock on the door interrupted our banter and a maid

wondering where you are,” she said, keeping her

maids. She’d probably sent her here to check on Luther and me and report back.

wait. I’m helping a wounded friend,” Luther

ground, probably ordered not to leave until Luther did. I was sure Jennifer assumed

are a

was for his assistance, my plan hinged on him being distracted at the party