THE ALPHA KING'S FAKE BRIDE
But she nodded and disappeared without a word.
I turned back to the window, watching the remnants of the sisters’ confrontation dissolve into awkward retreat. Valarie storming one way, Vanessa the other.
Poor little lamb. She didn’t even realize she’d walked straight into the wolf’s den.
“You should have stayed asleep, my dear,” I whispered to no one, a cruel smile tugging at my mouth. “But since you’re awake… let’s make this fun.”
Because one thing about power , it wasn’t just about having it. It was about knowing how to wield it, how to twist the pieces on the board, how to make even blood turn against blood.
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