The moment Lily and Zayn entered the dining hall together, everyone started whispering. All eyes were on them, tracking their movements, listening to their potential conversation.
Lily quickened her pace slightly, her nerves getting the better of her. At first, there was a small distance between them. But not seeing where she was walking, Lily accidentally bumped into Zayn
She stiffened, expecting him to pull away or scold her.
But he didn’t.
Zayn didn’t flinch or move away. Lily didn’t pull back either. They continued walking, closer now, their arms occasionally brushing.
The whispers grew louder.
A kitchen servant rushed forward, bowing deeply before them.
“Alpha, Luna,” he greeted, his voice tinged with nervousness. “Would you like the private dining room prepared for your meal? It would take just a moment.”
Zayn shook his head. “No need. We’ll eat here in the main hall with everyone else.”
