Semua Bab The Alpha’s Accidental Surrogate : Bab 131 - Bab 140

{Ronan’s POV}The Global Finance Leadership Summit looked every bit like what its name promised, a parade of wealth, ego, and everything even remotely tied to it.Crystal chandeliers dripped from the ceiling like always. But I could bet the lodgings that these promised to be crafted from even rarer precious stones than previous years. “Classic.”Their light scattered across tuxedos, gowns, and the gleam of frankly… excessive jewelry. Surrounding those were waiters who moved with quiet efficiency, passing trays of champagne flutes, appetizers, and whatever the esteemed guests required. And with surprisingly less incidents this time. Now that had me impressed. Both at the elite and those that poured time and effort into serving here.Make that double impressed. The tune from the string quartet was absolutely heavenly, but asides myself, I knew no one was truly listening… because this wasn’t about music or food. It was about power. The true currency of the world we knew.I had half a min

{Ronan’s POV}My grip on the phone tightened until the plastic creaked. Damon never ignored my calls. Not unless something was wrong.I tried again. The call rang once, twice, three times, then dropped into silence. I called back, the same outcome. No answer. My chest tightened, the weight of Lucien’s words settling heavy in my gut. He knew. The smug remark about secrets, the warning about where my men wandered, it all clicked into place with brutal clarity before. Now it was just mocking.So standing there I wondered. ‘What comes next?’If Mallon Kal was absent from the summit, then Damon might already be at his residence. And if Lucien knew Damon was snooping, then it meant only one thing. My brother could have walked into a trap.The thought tore at me, an instinctive rage curling under my skin. I wanted to storm out of this hall, to abandon this parade of false smiles and power games, but I couldn’t risk alerting Lucien to how much he had gotten under my skin, much less sabotaging

{Damon’s POV}“Beware the old man in a trade where most die young.”The phrase echoed in my head the second Mallon lunged. He was no ordinary wolf, no weathered relic clinging to faded glory. He was an Elder, an Alpha, and he carried every year of experience in the way he moved. Precise, merciless, and without hesitation.‘Damn, I might've underestimated him a bit.’Our hulking wolf forms crashed together with a thunderclap of force. Sending bone shattering shockwaves throughout the mansion. Our claws met each other's bodies as mind numbing pained licked our fur, jaws, bones and everything that stood between us and the utter display of violence.The floor groaned, splinters flying as we rolled across it, slamming into cabinets and smashing them apart. Papers rained down like snow. Somehow falling too slow as we blitzed past.Mallon struck with his cane, swinging it with such speed that it cracked against my jaw before I could fully dodge. Pain shot through me, denting and hot, but I l

{Ronan’s POV}The estate’s walls had never felt so confining. The lights burned bright above me, but all I felt was the weight of unease pressing against my ribs. I couldn’t shake the echo of Lucien’s voice from the summit, that smug jab about secrets never staying hidden. He knew something. In fact… he knew too much.I paced the length of the study, boots hitting the floor in a rhythm. My hands flexed at my sides, fists curling and uncurling as my thoughts circled the same point over and over. I was coming to terms with a thought that had nagged at me for a long time… and yet I couldn’t find anything pointing to who was responsible… The pack had a mole. More than a couple moles really. Whoever it was was skilled at hiding themselves in plane sight. But who could it be?What if it wasn't a person, but some piece of tech? Surveillance wasn't out the picture too. Starting tomorrow, I'd have to get everything checked and refitted. That would be a solid first step. But for now, what reall

{Ronan’s POV}The air in the abandoned building pressed heavy on my lungs, like dust thickened with suspicion. For a split second, I thought the figure standing inside was Veyra. Broad shoulders, posture steady, presence sharp despite his age… But then the light shifted, and the lines of his face snapped into clarity.Lucien.Our eyes locked at the same time, and every nerve in my body surged like flame.“You,” I growled. “Of course… I should have known.” By the time I uttered those words. I was already ready for violence.Lucien’s lips curled into that smug grin he always wore when he had something smart to say. “Careful, Ronan. You sound disappointed it’s me. Did you think you lured Veyra here? Or are you here because you thought I was him?”He turned, glancing side to side. “Where is Veyra anywa…”“Don’t play dumb,” I spat, stepping forward. “You baited this. You posed as him.”His grin sharpened. “Funny. I was about to say the same to you.”The realization hit hard. The trap was m