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Damien’s voice still echoed in my head as I walked away: I love you. Love was easy to say. Love was cheap. But revenge—revenge was earned. Two days before the wedding, I lost everything. And in that same moment, I decided to take everything back.

So I walk away, my legs trembling, my chest aching, the bitter taste of betrayal heavy on my tongue—not his betrayal of me, but mine of myself. And as I slip back inside, I know one thing for sure: this war isn’t just about revenge anymore. It’s about survival. Of my plan. Of my secrets. Of my heart. And I’m not sure which one will give out first.

"Chasing a woman who won't even see you." "Good morning to you, Marcus Kane." "It's been two weeks, Adrian. She's not softening. You're wasting your time." I lean back, studying my brother. We share Victor's blue eyes, but Marcus's hold bitterness where mine hold regret. Always have. "You want me to give up." "I want you to be realistic. The will forced this courtship. She's playing along for her own reasons—probably revenge. You think she's going to fall back in love with you over coffee?"

He always did know how to dress foolishness in soft words. But I knew better. Love? No. I didn’t marry Ava for love. I married her for REVENGE. Simple. She was the final piece in a game that had gone on for too long. And now the king had fallen. The queen was mine. And I had no plans of playing fair. Not anymore.

With trembling fingers, I pressed ‘call. “Tamara?” he answered. “I’ll do it. I’ll marry you.” I said, going straight to the point. “You called me over to break off the engagement tonight. How-" "I changed my mind. But let’s be clear, Richard. I’m not marrying you because I want to. I’m doing this for one reason, and one reason only.” “And what’s that?” “Revenge,” I whispered" I want revenge on my ex husband" There was a long silence for a while. For a moment, I thought he might say no, that he might push back on my motives. But then, he spoke.

To believe that someone loves me unconditionally. But the moment cracks. I pull back, breath shaky. “But Mom… the police. They’re going to come after me. There’s probably a manhunt going on. I—” She lifts her chin and walks to the side, her lips stretching into a smug, victorious smile. “Do you know how long I’ve planned this?” she says, her tone icy with satisfaction. “How long I’ve waited to get my revenge on Victoria Montgomery for ruining my marriage?”

All she hopes for is that he realizes his mistake and not get consumed by the past with this woman. "Let's make her burn cahir, it's simple, stick to the plan and your revenge is served, we'd capture her pack, evander's and..." "How would we achieve that? Evander is quite vicious and..." "In love with visenna, his weakness" she asserts interrupting him with the proper response. Her words made him drown, he didn't want to hear that evander was over heels for visenna. It makes him quite jealous and his wolf only mocks him for that.

He took a long drag, exhaling a stream of smoke as he grinned. "We'll make our marriage public, wifey. Everybody knows about your recent divorce. He said, his voice dripping with calculation. "That's exactly what we need to exploit. We'll make sure you're splashed across every newspaper headline: 'Heiress Remarries in Record Time.' It's the perfect bait." She raised an eyebrow. "Go on." He leaned in, his eyes glinting with strategy. "If you want to play this game, you need to be willing to put yourself out there. No more hiding in the shadows. We'll make you a household name, and they'll be eating out of the palm of your hand."

I said in a husky voice as I put my palms flat on his chest. He didn't react. Gathering all the courage I had, I continued. "I overheard you talking to Reiner about you wanting revenge. Could you blame me if I still have doubts ? Firstly you asked me to marry you then now you say that you love me. If this is also a part of your plan to hurt me..." He at last straightened then framed my face with his big hands. His eyes were glinting. "It is what it is honey. I might have said those words to you repeatedly many years ago but unfortunately I find it hard to utter them now. This is the best way for me to tell you..." he said with a tone that was hard to define.

After few minutes, she gave up on that thought and instead wallowed in the feeling of his name rolling of her tongue. "Well, what are you waiting for? Serve it and get the hell out of here", Dominic said menacingly and glared at Miguel. He no longer had that innocent smile on his face anymore which made Iris surprised. Opening her mouth again, wanting to defend Miguel, she remembered the words of Gretta and wanted to scream out her frustrations. She couldn't even defend her own mate! She swallowed whatever words that were about to come out of her mouth and stared at Dominic with anger hidden in her eyes.