Lethia frowned, her curiosity piqued.
Why the hell did he keep calling her that?
Was it because of that viral video—the one with the flying stiletto? The infuriating embarrassment she'd been trying to forget?
But why would that be the thing he was obsessed with?
Just as she was about to speak, ready to demand answers from Caelum, Renar beat her to it.
"And the Unbonding Pill doesn't work to suppress her scent. That's why I suspect she's my fated mate."
The blue-eyed man let out a low chuckle. "It's about time you realised that your father's so-called miracle pill sucks. What a waste of money for such a grand research project."
Renar's jaw ticked. "Not as much of a waste as your pitiful flying car project, which is still forbidden from flying."
Caelum shifted closer to Lethia, his tone turning light and teasing. "This is the kind of spectacle that needs popcorn, don't you think? Or… should we just leave them to it and have a little quality time alone, my Flying Wolf?"
