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Almyra's POV

Malum was about to work out of my presence before I held him by the wrist and finally, he looked away from Xavier and set his gaze on me.

“Let them in,” I spoke in a warm tone. “At the very least, it's for celebration and nothing else.” I added.

“What do you mean by that?!” Malum grinned as he tried to suppress his voice. He was pissed, it was crystal clear in his eyes, even his voice.

“Are you just gonna launch a punch on him?” I scoffed. “Come on, you can do better than that.”

“It's fine if you wanna do anything actually,” I let go of his wrists and shrugged.

He looked at me in annoyance and returned the scoff in an annoying way.

Malum's anger never subsided.

It's a good thing I informed my brothers already, Xavier was right after all.

Even this huge room might not contain them if I hadn't told them earlier on before inviting Xavier.

“Malum,” my voice was barely above a whisper.

He looked at me with a look of disgust on his face. I know he cares for me so muc