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"This pack deserved better than a king who abandoned three hundred years of tradition for a human stripped out of some grimy bar. I did what needed doing to protect what this kingdom actually stands for." "You murdered my father," Ronan said, quiet and lethal, the ledger's revelation finally spoken aloud between them. "You funded rebellion, funded chaos, manipulated my closest friend into becoming my enemy, all so you could position yourself as indispensable to whatever crisis you'd engineered next. Don't dress that up as protecting tradition. Call it exactly what it was. Ambition, dressed in loyalty's clothing."

Barred from trains and planes, he was unable to find work. They said he’d tried to end his life, failed, and became homeless, living in corners of the city. He now existed only as a shadow in the city, unnoticed and forgotten. No one remembered he used to be a boss or how arrogant and calculating he was. I watched the direction he had disappeared into. For the first time, my last trace of emotion was gone. I realized that not all evildoers meet karmic justice. More often, they weave their own cocoon of ruin. Step by step, their greed, selfishness, ingratitude, and betrayal drive them to the edge.

The Alpha King uttered, turning my attention to him. “Making a deal with you is like striking a deal with the devil and my life is already tough as it is." I muttered and he suddenly let out a humorless laugh. “Here is the thing about devils like me. I do not take no for an answer and when I want something, I must have it. It's just my way of life." He murmured and I frowned. “I don't want your deal," I muttered through clenched teeth. “Well here's the thing, little wolf. I'm done being nice." He uttered as he dragged his fingers along my face till his thumb landed on my lips.

“You're on your own now.” “That doesn't scare me.” He sneered. “My father…” “Your father?” The man's voice dripped with mockery. “Where's your father now? He's comfy in his office, while you're bleeding and begging for your life.” “I'm not begging.” Enzo flinched. “No?” The man chuckled. “Then why are your knees shaking?” “What do you want?” Enzo's eyes were filled with fear. “Now you're asking the right questions.” The man smirked. “You see, your father took my products, and didn't pay me. That's the problem.”

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said the man. Cosmo knew that this was all about the kingdom and power. He had wanted to rise through the influence of the king but if he played his cards well,he could be twice as powerful. Cosmo was indeed a greedy man. One minute he was worried about the daughter he claimed to love so much and the next minute he was thinking about striking a daring deal. "What do you say my dear friend" asked the man as he delighted pleasure in seeing the confused look on Cosmo's face.

My voice shook, and my hands trembled in my lap. He sneered. “Do you think I chose you because of affection?” His words stung. “You are so worthless that even the strongest thing about you is useless to your own body.” He snarled before I could respond, making me flinch in my seat. “Your blood is what he needs. The Alpha King is dying. Kaven is the rightful heir to the throne, and if he does not recover soon, he will lose it. And all my effort to make Selene queen will be wasted.”

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The king continued to smile though, moving a hand to place it firmly on his son’s shoulder. “If what you’ve been telling me is true, then she is the greatest asset this kingdom has seen in years. We cannot control them, and they rot away in those rusty iron cages, but if they had a beast of their own to lead them. Well, don’t you think they may just behave properly?” The glint was back in the kings’ eyes. Determination in his steeled gaze, but behind it all, greed. The thought of an army of beasts finally under his control to rip apart whatever was in his path was like a drug to him. Devin pushed his fathers hand off his shoulder, and took a step back from his father, looking back at him lik

Elyse suddenly whispered, her tone filled with awe. I spun around to see Elyse pick up a thick piece of paper. My panic halted. "Is that it?" I asked as I rushed over to her. She unfolded the thick, yellowed paper. 'Last will and testament of King Mammon, first of his name, protector of Greed'