Pretending for one day was one thing, but Elara having to pretend she was still in love with Lucan for three full days was physically draining. The heavy velvet curtains kept the chill out of Lucan's room, but the air inside still felt thick as Elara stood behind Lucan, her fingers digging into the tight knots in his shoulders, massaging him, pretending to care."You carry too much stress, my love," she murmured, keeping her voice low and soothing.She reached around him, picked up a plump grape from the silver plate on the table, and fed it to him. Lucan took it, leaning back against her with a relaxed sigh. Internally, Elara grimaced with pure disgust. Every touch made her stomach turn, but she kept her face completely blank and devoted.Lucan looked entirely too pleased with himself.The fool genuinely believed he had won."That's the weight an alpha has to carry, Elara. You don't even know the stress because i shield you from it. You should be very grateful." He said absentmin
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