Mated to Two Bad Boy Alphas (Lia zane Blake) novel Chapter 240

Mated to Two Bad Boy Alphas

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–LIA’S POV–

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Sapphire showed up a few hours later, her heels clicking against the wooden floors like she’d never tripped in her life.

I hated how elegant she looked.

Even covered in dried ash and sweat, with her braid messy and sleeves rolled up, she still managed to look like she’d just walked off a movie set.

My nose hadn’t stopped bleeding since the last death. There was this weird pressure behind my eyes now too, like something was about to burst open if I breathed too hard.

She walked in, took one look at me, and muttered, “Well. You look like shit.”

“Thanks,” I rasped, grabbing a tissue to wipe at my face. “Always nice to see you too.”

Zane hovered behind me like a shadow, arms folded, jaw clenched.

I could feel the tension rolling off of him in waves, but he hadn’t said much in the last half hour. Probably because I’d snapped at him the last time he tried to get me to lie down.

Sapphire dropped her bag on the table, then opened one of her weird leather–bound books. “Alright. I’ve dealt with this sort0:00

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“Yeah, everyone did, except the boy himself,” Sapphire taunted.

Warner smiled.

Wow, that was cute. Warner smiling didn’t happen too often. At least not genuinely, like he was now.

Zane let out a slow breath and stepped away from me. He walked over to them, slow and careful, and stopped in front of Sapphire.

“If anything happens to her,” he said, voice low, “I won’t forgive

you.”

Sapphire arched a brow. “Good thing I don’t need your forgiveness then.”

Zane didn’t flinch. His voice stayed calm, but I knew him well enough to hear the weight behind it. “I’m serious.”

She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah. I got it, lover boy. “Touch her and die.‘ Heard it before. Now sit down and try not to breathe too loud while I work.”

Zane hesitated for a second, then looked back at me. His eyes. were dark, full of worries he wasn’t voicing.

I could feel his emotions pulsing inside my chest. His fear. His

uneasiness.

I nodded at him once, because I knew he was about to object

again.

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