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Dylan’s POVI knew I had to think fast, or my chance to enter the club and gather the information I needed would slip away. I quickly scanned the area, taking in the row of people waiting to enter. A plan began to form in my mind. I casually made my way to the end of the line, pretending to belong, and struck up a conversation with a group of people who seemed friendly.After a few minutes of chatting, I learned that one of them had an extra pass and was willing to sell it to me. I quickly made the purchase and returned to the entrance, pass in hand. The security guards barely gave me a second glance as I confidently walked into the club, my heart racing. I had finally gained access to the inner place of the higher-ups, and I was determined to uncover their secrets.As I entered the club, I was immediately struck by the opulence that surrounded me. The dimly lit room was filled with lavish decorations, and the air was filled with the smell of expensive perfume and cigar smoke. I made m

Dylan’s POVI couldn't help but feel angry with myself for leading Sibel to pretend to be a lowly omega when, in reality, she was far from it.I couldn't bear the thought of what she had been going through at the hands of Paul and Cara, the cruel Betas. I wondered why Sibel had to endure such treatment, and my mind recoiled at the thought of a princess being reduced to a mere maid, forced to suffer the insults and hardships that came with it.If only I had been there for Sibel earlier, none of this would have happened. She wouldn't have suffered the ill treatment, the slapping, and the cruel punishments at the hands of Paul and Cara. It was inhuman, and a princess like Sibel shouldn't have been subjected to such degrading treatment. The thought of it filled me with regret and anger, wondering how things had gone so wrong and why I hadn't been there to protect her from the start.My gaze fixed on Paul, who had turned his back to us, his phone pressed to his ear as he listened intently t

Sibel’s POVI burst into the office, my eyes scanning the room with alarm. What I saw made my blood boil. Jolie was standing there, her face buried in her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks. Cara's hand was still raised, the livid mark of her palm imprinted on Jolie's cheek. Leo lounged against the desk, a smirk plastered on his face.My anger flared as I clenched my fists in outrage. Without hesitation, I strode forward, my eyes blazing with fury. “How dare you!” I shouted, my voice echoing off the walls. “Leave her alone, you bullies!”Paul’s face turned beet red with rage as he thundered at me, “How dare you barge into my office in such a manner! Are you out of your mind? Have you completely lost all respect for your superior?”I stood tall, my eyes locked on Paul’s, refusing to back down. The air was electric with tension as we engaged in a silent stare-down.Finally, Paul broke the silence, his voice low and menacing. “Get out!” he barked, his words echoing off the walls. “Thi

Sibel’s POV"You must think we're fools to believe you're the owner of this card," Cara sneered, echoing Leo's sentiments. "You're a thief, Sibel. You must have snuck into a higher-ranking werewolf's territory to steal this card. It's the only explanation.""These omegas," Leo muttered, shaking his head in disgust. "Always causing problems. Can't they just stay in their place?"My eyes flashed with anger, my face pale with rage. "How dare you," I spat, my voice low and venomous. "I'm not a thief, and I'm not going to stand here and be insulted by the likes of you."Jolie, who had been silently watching, finally spoke up. "Stop it, Leo. Stop bullying Sibel. She's trying to help my son.""Bullying? You call this bullying?" Cara's voice rose in indignation. "Can't you see she's trying to implicate you by giving you this card? Are you really that naive, or are you just another dumb omega who only thinks about themselves?""You want to help your sick son? Maybe he's better off dying than be

Sibel’s POVChief Eileen repeatedly insists that the Supreme Black Card belongs to her, but I stand my ground, refusing to accept the accusation of being a thief. I maintain that I am the rightful owner of the card. Despite the tense situation, Chief Eileen remains calm and composed, dismissing my claims without flinching. Her demeanor shows no signs of panic, even when I firmly assert my ownership.“Hahaha,” Chief Eileen bursts out laughing, mocking me. “You’re just an omega, Sibel,” she sneers. “You’ll always be beneath me, no matter what you do. But let me tell you something you don’t know—I hold the upper hand, yet you still dare to challenge me?”Her laughter drips with disgust, implying that I am weak and inferior due to my omega status. She takes pleasure in reminding me of my supposed lower standing, belittling me in an attempt to make me feel powerless.Turning her gaze to Jolie, Chief Eileen’s eyes fill with disdain. “You too, lowly omega,” she sneers, her voice laced with mo