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I didn’t know they were that big. “I have my suspicions that Black Wind has the biggest foothold in the underground, but that’s another conversation,” he said. “They like to play neutral between Midnight and Warhammer. The news broadcasts, loud and clear that Warhammer is the biggest, most powerful pack. It’s true to a degree. But it’s not the whole truth.” “A degree?” “Neither Mordecai nor Uriel have enough charisma to pull enough packs willingly under their banners, so they will never manage to grow their land stake enough to beat out Warhammer in size.”

"That is what she is, eighth. That is what she has always been. Do not pity her. Do not — " Vessa's voice, somewhere behind me. I do not turn. I am still pressed to the wall. The fourth impression is the worst. It is a list. Not a list of names — a list of *kingdoms.* Calisto's kingdoms. The ones she has hollowed. The ones she has steered into the Silver Pearl's mouth across two hundred years. I count seventeen before I lose track. Most of them I have never heard of. Three of them are kingdoms I learned about as a child in my father's library — the kingdoms of the deep-pacific war, the kingdoms whose collapse Alastor blamed on plague and on famine and on internal mismanagement. They were not

Red warning symbols flickered across the interface for the first time since her transmigration. [CRITICAL STORY FRACTURE DETECTED.] [Hidden Route Activated.] [WARNING: Unauthorized Character Has Entered Main Narrative.]

Blue text burst across her vision like fireworks. [New Quest: Publicly humiliate the Heroine before dawn.] [Reward: +5 Charisma, +5 Reputation as Villainess.] [Failure Penalty: None.] Seren’s jaw went slack. You’ve got to be kidding me. The box blinked expectantly, smug as a cat. “Oh, of course,” she muttered under her breath. “Because I haven’t made enough enemies tonight. Let’s add ‘mock a girl who just got her heart ripped out’ to my to-do list.”

He oozed a cold aura, making me feel like I was standing in the middle of Siberia, facing the arctic winds. So, he was the future villainous emperor, Dante Scheledrus Wyrm, the second prince of Sephyr Empire. It seemed like he hadn't killed his father yet and ascended to the throne. How did I know? In the web novels, the powerful characters would always have a cold aura and penetrating dark eyes. Especially, the male leads would always be extremely handsome and the masochistic female leads would always tremble before them while being supposedly 'pampered' and tossed around on the bed by them.

He knew that doing this meant betraying Willow, so he kept it hidden from her. In the beginning, he still felt guilty, but as the happiness he gained from his affair grew, the happiness outweighed the guilt, and he chose the other woman. When all his lies fell apart, they had an ugly fight. They insulted and fought against each other so badly that their home no longer felt like one. In the end, they even swore that they would have nothing to do with each other anymore. They got a divorce last month. As the villainess of the story, my mother was insanely obsessive.

Just as I had suspected. "And that is not the only good news." Uncle Matthew continued. "Ladies and gentlemen, the Watson family is a legendary family. We have seen downfall, but we never lost our identity. Our family stood unshaken through every hardship, and we emerged stronger each time. And now, it is a matter of absolute pride that our family is going to form an alliance, in the form of marriage, with the most influential family in Purple City.... My niece, Oindrila Watson, will be married to Mr. Andreas King." It took me a few seconds to process his words. And when I finally realized what had been said, I felt as though my brain had stopped functioning.

He asked in a rough voice, "Who said you could call me what my mom did?! My mom's not even in her grave yet, and you're already trying to replace her, aren't you?!" The system said, "It's over, kiddo. The villain's darkening level has hit 100%." I did not know what it meant to be completely villainous. All I knew was that Dad was heartbroken and furious! He was like a wild animal pushed to the edge. Julia looked scared, quickly moving closer to Grandpa. "Honey, if the child dislikes me this much, maybe I should just go..." Grandpa, already a volcano of anger, turned even redder. "She's my wife and your elder! How can you talk to your own mother that way?!"

“Of course I’m happy. You’ve been my best friend for as long as I can remember. I’m only confused because my thoughts were so strong. I could hear that you’re my-“ I was cut off as Vincent Dawn, Alpha of my old pack Twilight Village ran up to our table. “Are you out of your mind, son?!” He asked Shaun in a loud and threatening whisper. With a side eye of Shaun’s sister, he lowered his voice more. “You should have taken my daughter Winnie as your Luna! What are you going to do with a common she-wolf?” Shaun furrowed his brows. “Excite how you speak to me.”

As his eyes scanned the dark parchment, his body went instantly rigid, his Alpha aura flaring so violently that the heavy oak table beside us cracked straight down the middle. "Vickon?" I asked, my heart hammering against my ribs as my wolf sensed immediate danger. "What is it?" Vickon looked down at me, his jaw clenched so hard his fangs were visible against his lower lip. "Lord Vaelor Grimshaw has gathered five rogue packs at the border," Vickon said, his voice dropping into a deadly hush. "And he has placed a blood-bounty on your head, claiming your Nightvale blood is the key to breaking the Dominion's territorial shield."