"You had one job, Bianca, and you’ve turned it into a blood-debt that could sink this entire family," Cedric roared, the sound echoing through the cold, marble walls of the Whitmore estate.I stood by the doorway, invisible as always, watching the fallout. Bianca looked like a ghost of her former self, huddled on the velvet sofa, her eyes fixed on the floor. Helena was beside her, wailing into a silk handkerchief, her scent thick with the smell of panicked omega."How could you have been so reckless?" Cedric continued, his face darkening with a dangerous, Alpha rage. "What is it about Ronan Blackwell that made you lose your mind? If you had even a shred of common sense, you’d see he isn't a savior; he’s a shark. And he just took a five-million-credit bite out of us."Bianca flinched, the bite mark on her neck—jagged and unhealed—standing out like a brand of shame. She had done everything to force this hand, believing that once she was marked, the Blackwells would have no choice but to
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