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"More than cowering and apologizing and making yourself small to fit into other people's expectations. You're meant to lead, Vera. To be strong. To guide not just Dante's pack but many packs into the future.” I laughed, "You're insane. I can barely handle going to a birthday party without having a breakdown. You think I can lead packs?” "I know you can." She reached out her hand toward me. "Because I've seen what you're capable of when you stop holding yourself back. When you let go of the fear and insecurity and shame that's been weighing you down.” "I don't know how to do that," I whispered.

The girl again: “They feared what couldn’t be tamed.” Eden: “They honored what could be broadcast.” Together: “We are not halves.” “We are not echoes.” “We are the unedited version of what leadership tried to trim.” The tribunal didn’t interrupt. Didn’t applaud. They simply let the sound settle. Until one of the resonance keepers a woman in her seventies stood. Voice scratchy. Clear. “Can we learn this too?” Eden looked at the girl. The girl looked at Eden. And together they answered: “If you’re willing to unlearn first.”

Confessions about crushes, embarrassing stories, a ridiculous dare involving someone singing karaoke on the coffee table. Every time the bottle landed on Ethan, he chose truth. Safe. Boring. Survivable. Until Lila leaned forward with a wicked smile. “Ace,” she said sweetly. “Truth or dare?” “Truth.” She tapped her chin. “Who’s the most impossible person you could ever actually like?” Ethan’s pulse spiked. Every eye turned toward him. Including Noah’s. He swallowed. This was harmless. A joke answer. Something ridiculous. Something safe. But Noah was still looking at him. And suddenly the truth felt lodged somewhere behind Ethan’s ribs.

The eyes around me turned wild and hungry, roaming greedily over my exposed skin. Summoning all my strength, I screamed desperately, "My father is the leader of the Werewolf Alliance! My mother is the high priestess of Moon Goddess Sanctuary! Whoever dares touch me will pay with their life!" But my words only drew mocking laughter. To them, my pleas sounded like the desperate babbling of someone grasping at straws. Dozens of rough hands groped at my body. The heat of their disgusting breath brushed against my skin as I shut my eyes in despair. I was swallowed by a wave of helpless darkness.

"You went into the oven a nugget and came out a roast chicken. They worship you. Leo frowned. The air around him shimmered slightly—a faint distortion of light. "I don't want them to kneel," Leo said quietly. "It feels weird. Like they're waiting for me to do a trick." "They're waiting for you to lead," Damian said. "You're the Prime, Leo. The city exists because of you. They've spent ten years telling stories about the day you wake up." Leo shrank back into the booth slightly. For a second, I saw the seven-year-old boy peeking through the man’s eyes. "I don't know how to lead," Leo whispered. "I just know how to fix engines." I reached across the table and covered his hand with mine. His sk

the voice was deep and held authority which kept everyone quiet. The click of shoes were heard in the room along with whispers. I had no idea who this leader was mainly because I rarely go out, and Davis himself served as a wall for me not to see who it was. I looked at Davis' nape, I could see the veins and how hard he was clenching his jaw. Later on he looked to the side, all too suddenly his chest was heaving fast. The footsteps stopped and I could have sworn I heard someone mumble, "Alpha Raven of Yellowstone…"

Chapter 1: The Dare That Started It All Riley Pov My heart hammered against my ribs as I wiped down the glass table in Alexander Rivera’s corner office. The city lights sparkled far below like distant stars, but nothing felt distant tonight. It was past 11 p.m., the entire building was empty, and the door was locked. Just me and my CEO. I’d been his intern for months, staying late, wearing tighter skirts, secretly hoping he’d notice. Tonight, after we crushed the big pitch, he’d poured expensive whiskey and suggested we “unwind like adults.” What started as casual talk turned into Truth or Dare.

I had no idea if that was true, but I couldn't afford to take the risk. When I even tossed aside the test report, the baby's satisfied voice sounded, "That's more like it. Mommy, can't you see it by now? Tolerating and suffering in silence won't help. Only by fighting back can you carve out a way for the two of us!" I returned home uneasily. It was nearly midnight when Frank finally came back, reeking of alcohol. His newly hired secretary, Natalia Silva, struggled to help him inside. And the moment she came in, she arrogantly ordered me to go to the kitchen and make the hangover remedy.

"Just be what you are." "What am I?" I ask, not rhetorically. She considers it seriously. "Someone who sent a letter taking responsibility for something his father did before a single negotiation had happened," she says. "Someone who called Elder Soren at midnight to understand the full history before acting on it." She holds my gaze. "Someone who is genuinely trying to lead well. Daren will recognize that. It's what he's been." Something settles in my chest. "Thank you," I say.

“I know you didn’t. That’s what makes it real.” I turned my face toward her. “So what, I’m supposed to lead now?” Leading was the last thing I wanted to do. Who the fuck wanted to leave whenever they ended up killing people after leading them somewhere? It was better for me to just keep to myself. “I’m not asking you to stand on a damn pedestal,” Mara said. “But maybe stop pretending your voice doesn’t carry. People trust you. Use that. Don’t run from it.” I let the silence stretch before I exhaled. “I’m not interested in power.”