All Chapters of I Kissed The Supreme Alpha By Mistake : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Maya's POVThe token sat on Damon's study desk an hour later, small and unassuming despite the chaos it had caused, security personnel filing in and out with updates that all amounted to the same frustrating conclusion: whoever left it had come and gone without a single witness."Ravenmoor markings again," Constance confirmed, examining it with the careful attention of someone who'd spent the past weeks becoming an unwilling expert. "Same craftsmanship as the first. This one's more direct, though. Left at your own event, during your own announcement. That's not subtlety. That's a message.""What message?" I asked."That they're capable of reaching you anywhere," Constance said grimly. "Even somewhere as heavily secured as tonight's gala."Damon's jaw had been tight since the moment Elias showed him the photo, and it hadn't loosened since. "I want the guest list cross-referenced against known coven associates. I want every staff member who worked tonight's event vetted again. If someon

Maya's POV"Okay," Elias announced, marching into the breakfast room with the specific energy of a man carrying news he was both excited and nervous to deliver, "so the gala footage went viral."I nearly dropped my coffee. "Viral how?""Viral in the sense that someone filmed your entire confrontation with Karen, posted it with the caption 'wolfless woman drags her aunt in front of the whole Alpha council,' and it currently has approximately two million views across three platforms." He turned his tablet around, showing a comment section scrolling faster than I could read. "You're a folk hero, apparently.""Two million—" I set my coffee down carefully, staring at the screen. "People are watching that.""People are *loving* that," Elias corrected. "Look, top comment: 'the way she said "you're just angry that for the first time in my life, I stopped letting you decide what I deserved" — I felt that in my SOUL.' Someone made it into a sound clip. It's being used in like forty different vi

Maya's POV"Security breach," Damon said flatly, the moment Elias walked into the study, his tone leaving no room for the usual banter. "Someone inside this household is feeding Karen information. I want to know who, and I want to know by tonight."Elias's expression sobered instantly. "I'll pull personnel files. Cross-reference recent access logs against anything unusual. Give me a few hours.""Make it faster if you can."Elias left at a near run, and Damon turned back to me, jaw tight with barely restrained anger. "Someone in my own household. Someone I trusted enough to let near you, near our security plans, feeding it all to a woman conspiring to get you hurt.""We don't know who yet.""No. But we will." He crossed the room, restless energy evident in every movement. "I should have tightened security the moment the first token appeared. I got complacent because nothing had actually breached the property yet.""Y

Maya's POVFor the first time in what felt like months, an entire week passed without a crisis, a token, a betrayal, or a viral video, and I spent most of it deeply suspicious that something terrible was quietly building just out of sight."You're doing the thing again," Damon said, catching me staring at nothing over breakfast for the third morning in a row. "Waiting for disaster.""Can you blame me? Our track record's not great.""Fair point." He reached for my hand across the table. "For what it's worth, Constance confirmed the wards are holding. No further token activity in ten days. Security's fully rebuilt after the Marcus situation. If something's coming, it's not coming today.""That's oddly specific reassurance.""I have a very specific woman who needs oddly specific reassurance, apparently." He smiled, warm and easy in a way that still caught me off guard sometimes, given everything we'd survived to get here. "What would you actually like to do today? Something entirely unre

Maya's POV"Okay, so, partial awakening," Elias said, pacing the length of the study with his tablet clutched like a security blanket. "Meaning what, exactly? Do we need to childproof the house? Wolf-proof it? Is there a difference?""Constance said it's likely to be small," I said, though I felt considerably less certain than I sounded. "A tremor, she called it. Not the full ceremony.""A tremor," Elias repeated. "Last time you had a 'small, contained' incident, an elder's fifteen-year tremor vanished and a plant bloomed out of season. Forgive me for wanting a slightly more specific definition of small before the actual full moon.""That's fair," Damon admitted, seated across the desk, expression carrying the particular focus he got when treating a problem like a genuine security briefing. "Constance, walk us through what the old texts actually say."Constance, seated in the corner with the same ancient book from weeks earlier, adjusted her glasses. "The texts are frustratingly vague