CHAPTER 9: The Sovereign’s Gambit

The private elevator ride was silent, but the air between Sierra and Elias was charged with a heat that Kaelen Vane could never understand. As the doors slid open to the underground parking garage, Elias didn't step away. He kept his hand firmly on the small of Sierra's back, a silent reminder that he was her anchor.

"You handled him well, Luna," Elias murmured, his voice echoing in the concrete space. "But the look in his eyes... he’s desperate. Desperate Alphas do dangerous things."

Sierra stopped at the side of her matte-black SUV. She turned to Elias, the silver in her eyes glowing with a predatory light. "Let him be desperate. I want him to feel the walls closing in. I want him to look at Camille and realize he traded a Diamond for a pebble".

"And the triplets?" Elias asked, his tone softening. "Leo already knows. He scented Kaelen. The boy is too smart for his own good."

Sierra’s heart tightened. This was the "Triple Regret" she hadn't prepared for, the moment her children realized their father was the man she was currently destroying. 

"We tell them the truth, Elias. No more secrets. They are Sentinels. They deserve to know why their lineage is feared".

Before Elias could respond, Sierra’s phone buzzed. It was an encrypted alert from her security team at Miller Global.

“Ma’am, someone just attempted to access the triplets’ birth records at the hospital. The IP address is traced back to the Northern Alliance High Council.”

Sierra’s blood turned to ice. It wasn't just Kaelen or Camille she had to worry about anymore. If the Council knew about the Silver Bloodline triplets, they wouldn't just want a loan, they would want her children as political pawns.

"Change of plans," Sierra snapped, her CEO persona snapping back into place. "We aren't going to the merger. Elias, call the Shadow Pack. Tell them the Sovereign is calling in her favor. If the Council wants to play with my family, I’ll show them why the Silver Bloodline was once the only thing keeping the rogue wars at bay".

Elias grinned, a dangerous, beautiful sight. "Finally. I was getting tired of the boardroom, Luna. Shall I prepare the war room?"

"No," Sierra said, stepping into the car. "Prepare the children. It’s time they learned how to lead".

​While the world saw Sierra Miller as a cold, calculating billionaire, the "Shadow Pack" knew her as the Sovereign, the only wolf capable of wielding the ancient Silver Force.

​Elias drove the SUV deep into the private estate, a sprawling forest that served as the triplets' playground and training ground. As they stepped out, the three children were already there, standing in a perfect line. Their nanny, a battle-scarred wolf from the old wars, stepped back with a respectful bow.

​"Leo, Maya, Ren," Sierra called out, her voice echoing with the authority of a True Alpha.

​The children looked up. Their silver eyes shimmered in the twilight.

​"Someone is looking for you," Sierra said, her gaze sweeping over her children. "The men in the high council want to see if you are as strong as the legends say. What do we do when strangers try to take what belongs to us?"

​"We show them our teeth, Mommy," five-year-old Maya said, her tiny hands balling into fists as a faint silver mist began to swirl around her ankles.

​Elias stepped beside Sierra, his hand resting on the hilt of his blade. "The Council has sent a 'Diplomatic Envoy' to the pack house. They expect to find Alpha Kaelen. They don't know the Silverwood lands are now your territory".

​Sierra felt a surge of dark satisfaction. "Let them meet Kaelen first. Let them see how broken he is. Then, we land. I want the Council to see exactly what kind of 'Omega' they ignored five years ago".

​She turned to Elias, her eyes locking onto his with an intensity that made the air hum. "Elias, fetch the ceremonial robes. If it’s a war the Council wants, we’ll give them a coronation instead".

​Elias leaned in, his breath hot against her ear, ignoring the children for just a second. "You look beautiful when you're planning a massacre, my Queen".