Ollie watches me carefully, her sharp purple eyes searching my face. “her you okay
I sit down beside her, the exhaustion weighing on me like a heavy cloak. The warmth of the sea soothes any heard an eas my fingers around the cup, but it does nothing for the ache in my ches
“My father passed away. I say quietly.
Olivia stills. The room, which had been filled with her mual energy and fire, falls into silence. Her eyes wides with something between shock and sorrow
“Siena…”
I swallow, forcing the lump in my throat to stay down. “I didn’t tell Raiden. He wouldn’t care & few days ago, he even sad I was just as greedy as my father.”
“…That bastard!”
Olivia inhales sharply, her fingers tightening into fists. “You’re his wife, fake marriage or not. He should care!”
I laugh, but there’s no humor in it. “He never has.”
Reaching for my hand, she squeezes it gently, and for a moment, I let myself take comfort in that
In the solidity of her support.
I told Olivia everything that happened today. Then, her expression hardens with something more calculating
“You know, one million dollars a day is far too low.” she blinks, “He doesn’t even have to do anything–those reporters wouldn’t dare question him! You were the one answering everything!”
I exhale. Don’t agree with Olivia’s words.
One million per day is such a high price. And all my job is to be a ‘wife“. If I want more, it’s unfair.
Olivia’s eyes gleam as she leans forward. “And that’s not all. I heard something today. Inside information”
I glance at her warily. “What kind of information?”
She smirks. “This year’s most important sponsor for the Summit of the Alphas? The one whose support could make or break the competition?”
I nod slowly, already guessing where this is going.
“It’s not Raiden,” she says. “It’s someone from Silverfang Pack.”
The name sends a ripple of tension through me. Silverfang–the pack of the Alpha King. The pack that, until now, everyone assumed would naturally back Raiden and secure his success.
“They haven’t confirmed their backing yet,” Ollie continues. “But if you could win their support, it would change everything.”
My heart pounds. If I had Silverfang’s backing, it wouldn’t just be a challenge–it would be a statement. A declaration that I am more than just Raiden’s discarded wife. That I am a force to be reckoned with.
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I square my shoulders. “Who is the sponsor?”
Ollie grins. “That’s the best part.” She slides a paper across the table, and when I glance down, my breath catches in my
throat.
The name is written in bold, clear letters.
Zion.
…I konw him, Raiden’s best friend!
The realization slams into me, knocking the air from my lungs. This isn’t just any sponsor. This is someone Raiden trusts, someone who has stood by his side through everything. If I approach Zion… if I convince him to back me instead of Raiden…
The implications are staggering.
Ollie watches me, her smirk widening. “So,” she says, “what are we going to do?”
I lift my gaze from the paper, something cold and determined settling deep in my chest.
There is only one answer.
“We’re going to win.”
