登入Aiden’s pov I got home early, I didn’t need anyone’s company, I already had too much for the day. As soon as I called my driver, he pulled up to pick me up, and the moment I stepped inside the house, I locked myself in my room. I needed space to breathe, there had been way too much drama for one day. I stayed locked up for a while, asked one of the maids to prepare a decent meal for me before my dad returned, I had no intention of dining with him tonight, I just needed some time to myself, didn’t even know when the sun went down when I was all alone locked up in my room until I heard a voice. “Young master…you meal is getting cold”. The young maid told me in a weak tone from outside. I had forgotten about what I ordered for. “We could bring it upstairs if you like…” she asked me. “No….I’ll be down soon”. I couldn’t keep locking up myself when everything goes south. I have to man up, one day I’ll be the leader of all packs. I can’t keep being this soft, I went downstairs to eat
Mathew’s pov I walked away boldly feeling relieved. My steps were more confident. Everything was back on track. Aiden either loses or loses, because there is no way in hell I was going to let him win. When lunch rolled around, neither of them showed up. I sat with the rest of the guys, my eyes glued to the cafeteria doors, waiting for Aiden and Lila to walk in but they never did. I couldn't stop my mind from thinking, wondering what they were up to. The guys kept chatting around me, but their voices blurred into background noise as I stared very focused at the entrance, waiting for Aiden to appear. Maybe he might come with a fight and a struggle to hit me or maybe walk in and never look my way. Whichever way, the scene might still be ugly, I just needed to have my eyes on him. I picked at my fries until my brother suddenly blocked my view, sitting down across from me. "I know that look... still plotting”. Oscar said in a low voice, leaning over the table while the rest of the gro
Aiden’s pov Now that I thought about it, Matthew was right. I was the one who set the standard in the first place, so I couldn't go back on the rules I had created. They always say a man builds the tools of his own demise, and that was exactly what I had done, made a rule that could ruin me. My eyes drifted back to Rayna, and I questioned my own heart. Why can't I just love her? She had everything I usually liked in a girl, a pretty face, height, long legs, perfect curves, flawless fair skin, and soft hair. And her voice? It was smooth enough to compel anyone to fall for her. Then there was Lila, a girl who seemed more like one of the guys at first glance. I studied her face but damn she had a pretty child like face, not quite catchy at the first instance but grew more beautiful as the days passed by. Her skin said a lot from where she came from but couldn’t deny that it was still gorgeous, legs? I looked at her legs, how could I tell how straight they are hiding under those big j
Lila’s pov Everyone else had cleared out, but I stood frozen in place, watching the drama unfold. Whatever was happening looked serious and Aiden was in the middle, making my interest even hyped. I hadn't even noticed Rayna standing right beside me. I didn’t care, my mind was fixed on the grand scene before me. Whatever was going on, it was dead serious. I could read it in their sharp body language even without hearing the words. They spoke in muted tones, I could see their lips moving, but not a single sound reached my ears. Then, a sudden, heavy silence fell over the room. The subtle gestures stopped. Every eye in the circle turned directly toward Rayna and me. Before I could react, Aiden charged toward us, his face flushed with deep concentration. His steps were long and fast. I couldn't tell which one of us he was targeting until his hand clamped tightly around my forearm. He dragged me forward, and I stumbled after him without any leverage to resist. Unable to break his steel
Mathew’s pov After talking to Aiden at his place, I had no choice but to head home. My heart felt heavy with the turn his decision had taken. He was a good friend, in fact he was my brother but I needed him to fail if I wanted to rise. This was my only chance, I had to do this for myself and my brother. This was the only chance I had to make my dad proud of me. I drove home in silence thinking of what next to do but my head was empty with ideas. It was already late by the time I walked into the house. In the dining room, my dad and Oscar were sitting together, having dinner. "Evening to you, Matthew..." my dad acknowledged my presence without looking up, his hands working a set of silver cutlery against a serving of roasted chicken on a silver platter. "Evening, sir," I replied, my voice flat and cool. I stopped right where I stood. Oscar stopped eating immediately, his eyes locking onto mine, noticing the shift in my mood. Dad picked up on the cold shift in the room and paused
Aiden’s pov I couldn’t believe he was setting me up like this, though he clearly didn't see it that way. I stayed seated, trying to process what he was doing. "What are you even talking about?" I asked, my confusion giving way to growing unease. "Your speech... you know, about what you told me last night? About wanting out? The bet?” he reminded me, his tone very cool and casual. "Yeah... I can't be the only one to accept, you have to tell the others and I can’t pass that message along for you. You have to tell them yourself." I slapped my hand against the desk, the sound cracking through the quiet room. "We had a deal last night, Matthew!" "Yeah... but we never agreed on how to break the news to the rest of the guys," he countered. He was right. In my desperation, I had completely forgotten about the others. "I told you because you were supposed to handle it," I said, trying to force a level of clarity into the conversation. "Why should I?" Matthew smirked, leaning in. "I me







