Chapter 93 Rage, Reined In By Her
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I climbed back up the jagged cliff edge, boots soaking, hair dripping, muscles aching from the violent current: but all of it dulled under the weight of the voices I overheard near the fire.
A group of Alphas, soaked and defeated, were grumbling amongst themselves, their shirts half–dried as they huddled for
warmth.
“<b>Can </b>you believe Ryker? one of them scoffed.
“Yeah, the guy just appeared with that damn pearl ring. Gave it to Grace like it was nothing”
“And then that Seth guy? He just dragged her off. Like he owned her or something.”
My steps slowed.
Seraphina took Grace <b>away</b>?
My brows drew together as I stared into the firelight, the unease in my chest rising sharply. She would never have shown. much <b>interest </b><b>in </b>Grace like other <b>male </b>wolves here.
I rubbed a hand down my wet jaw, droplets flicking off. Something wasn’t right.
I turned, intending to head toward the path away from the cliffs, where the trees thickened and the crowds thinned when I saw her.
Grace.
She was walking slowly<b>, </b>her dress slightly ruffled, heels dragging more than clicking. The brightness in her usually luminous. eyes <b>had </b>dimmed to something quieter. More guarded.
But when her gaze found mine, her <b>smile </b>instantly bloomed. Perfectly practiced.
I stepped forward.
“Why are youing from there?” I asked, but my eyes <b>flicked </b>toward the trail behind her, searching.
For <b>Seraphina</b>. Had not both gone that way together?
Grace snapped her fingers in front of my face, a yful smirk <b>tugging </b>at her lips. “I’m here,” <b>she </b>drawled, “and waiting. <b>Should </b>I feel offended that you’re more interested in the shadows than <b>me</b>?”
I didn’t answer.
Instead, I reached into the pocket of my drenched <b>pants </b><b>and </b>pulled out <b>a </b>small, broken string of white <b>pearls</b><b>, </b><b>a </b><b>delicate </b>anklet, a piece of it I’d found lodged in a rock crevice deep below the waves.
Her eyes widened, lighting up with <b>genuine </b>emotion for the first <b>time since </b>she <b>arrived </b>
“<b>My </b><b>anklet</b>.” she sighed, stepping closer. “<b>You </b>found it?”
I wordlessly held it out to her even though it seemed broken to me. She <b>took </b>it gently, her fingers brushing mine as if it were made of ss
“This means a lot to me,” she whispered, cradling the broken pearls in both hands. “It returned to me again.” Her voice Trailed off but the paused before she would say something that she did not want me to hear. She <b>looked </b>up with something <b>soft </b><b>in </b>her eyes. “Thank you”
Iremained silent and <b>just </b>nodded
Then abe tilted her <b>head</b>, soulingg <b>again</b>, this tune with muschief. “Sauce you already have a lover, I won’t be bold enough to ask you to tie this around my ankle <b>she </b>teased, “but you <b>still </b><b>went </b>diving into the sea to find it. Don’t tell me you’ve suddenly fallen for me. Alpha Roman I mught just swODEL”
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I chuckled faintly, the corner of my mouth twitching. “Don’t tter yourself.
Herughter rang out, rich <b>and </b><b>amused</b>. “So then?” she asked, arching a brow. “If you didn’t do it for love, <b>what </b>do you want?
Direct. Confident. She didn’t beat around the bush.
I respected that.
“I want information,” I said simply
Grace blinked, <b>taken </b>aback for the briefest second before curiosity flickered in her gaze. “Information?”
I nodded. “Earlier, you said something about Ryker. That you’ve seen him before.”
A shadow passed through her expression. The amusement faded. “Right…”
I stepped closer. “<b>Where</b>?<b>” </b>
“I’m not sure.” she admitted after a beat. “It wasn’t personal, I would’ve remembered. But <b>that </b>face she clicked her tongue. “Too unforgettable to ignore. He has <b>the </b><b>kind </b>of handsomeness <b>that </b>bites.”
Her fingers curled tighter around the pearls.
“Nevermind <b>that </b>aura,” she added. “He’s not just strong, he’s got dangerous blood. The kind that makes even proud Alphas stand a little straighter when he enters the <b>room </b>
“You’ve met him at one of the ceremonies?”
Grace shook her head. “Not directly, but I’ve attended dozens of Luna ceremonies, Alpha balls, and council events with my mother since I was thirteen. If he was there, even once…I’d recognize the aura, if not the name.”
I frowned. “But no personal introduction?”
“No” she paused, eyes narrowing slightly. “Which means he’s either <b>very </b><b>secretive</b>…or very protected. His pack must be one of the ancient ones hidden, rich<b>, </b>and powerful enough to avoid gossip.”
That tracked Everything about Ryker screamed secrecy, dominance, and danger.
But Grace wasn’t finished.
<b>“</b><b>You </b>want to <b>know </b>who he is,” she said slowly, piecing it together. “Because you don’t trust him.”
I didn’t deny it
Slur studied me carefully. “Is it because of Seth?”
Istilled Behind that yful tone…this girl was sharp. Sharper than anyone gave her <b>credit </b>for.
“Seth has <b>nothing </b>to <b>do </b>with it,” I muttered and stepped past her.
“Oh, really?” she casually said “Then I suggest you don’t go <b>looking </b>for <b>him</b><b>. </b>You might interrupt something.”
Her words made my steps <b>halt</b>.
I turned to face her gaze cold. “Interrupt?”
Star only smiled and walked <b>away </b>pearls clutched tightly in her hand.
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My feet froze in <b>ce </b>at seeing Asher and Seraphina together and so close. My mind went nk. What were they doing: For how long? Why? My <b>wolf </b>growled aggressively and furiously, fighting for control over my sanity that was close to snapping
But then…
Seraphina’s amber eyes locked on mine.
At that moment, the storm inside me stopped.
“I <b>am </b>not <b>into </b>men. Alpha Asher” she softly replied. She pulled slightly away from Asher, her voice steady. “But I’m definitely into the <b>wild</b>, but restrained kind.”
She walked past Asher, every step measured, and <b>as </b>she passed me she looked up.
“Possessive, but thoughtful she added, her gaze unwavering. “Crazy <b>and </b>jealous..but respectful enough to trust me.”
The jealousy <b>in </b><b>my </b>chest turned to smoke. <b>My </b>fingers brushed against hers as she moved by <b>me</b>–light as air, but enough to ground me.
A small smule curved my lips.
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Chapter 94 The Fifth Task
SERAPHINA
The clearing echoed with thunderous shouts and hollers, voices rolling like waves through the thick twilight air. Alpha energy pulsed all around, sweat, ego, and adrenaline. The fourth task <b>had </b>just ended, and the Alphas <b>were </b>aze with anticipation for what they had been witnessing with their own eyes. Something that they considered pure luck if they could achieve it themselves. Their eyes burned with one goal, Grace.
She sat elegantly–no, provocatively–on thep of one of the winning <b>Alphas </b>from thest task, giggling as she plucked fruit from a designer bowl and fed it to him like he was some spoiled prince. That <b>Alpha </b>was so proud to be treated this way by her and to have <b>the </b>others jealous gaze focused on him that he was in nine clouds. Grace’s crimson dress bunched dangerously high along her thighs, the silky slit revealing far more than any respectable she–wolf would dare in front of a pack of Alphas. But Grace? She looked entirely at ease. <b>No </b>hesitation. No shame.
She tilted her <b>head </b>as she offered him another bite, her fingers brushing his lips, and the Alpha grinned like he’d conquered <b>the </b><b>world</b><b>. </b>
It was the fourth time today she had rewarded someone like this.
Everyone here was fighting for it.
I stayed back, partly concealed by the trunk of a wide tree, letting the shadows cover my stare. judgement but confusion.
v muscles tensed, not from
Because the truth was…I didn’t understand her. The Grace that was in front of me was very different when we first talked, then she was different when she snapped at me over Ryker and now she was <b>a </bpletely different <b>person</b>.
After the pearl task, <b>when </b>Ryker returned her ring <b>and </b>Ronan gave her the anklet, I thought I had some vague idea of what kind of woman Grace was.
Obviously, I was wrong. I did not understand this woman at all.
The winner of the second task had been called to the center of the clearing, only for Grace to saunter forward and brand his bare chest, leaving a bold red lipstick mark like a trophy. He wore it with pride, howling like a pup as the others jeered and cheered.
Then, the third <b>task</b>. I remembered how she leaned in,ughing as she looped her arms around the victor’s neck <b>and </b>kissed his <b>throat</b>, slowly, deliberately, leaving a vivid hickey. He looked like he was <b>about </b>to copse from the honor of it.
A pole dance in the first task.
A lipstick brand in the second.
A luckey <b>in </b>the third.
And now, feeding grapes <b>while </b>sitting on <b>his </bp like a she–wolf in <b>heat</b>?
My eyes flicked <b>towards </b>Grace again. Sheughed as the Alpha whispered something into her car, <b>the </b>kind of <bugh </b><b>that </b>would’ve made <b>any </b>man believe he was the center of her universe.
But I noticed lier eyes kept flickering toward somewhere else. It <b>was </b>not the first time I noticed it. It has <b>happened </b>many times already. Who was she looking at?
My gaze followed her line of sight but there <b>were </b><b>many </b>Alphas. Was I reading into it too much?
when I noticed Roman. He sat quietly near the <b>edge </b>of the clearing, <b>arms </b>resting over his <b>bent </b><b>knees</b>, watching the up like a king above a chessboard. His wet clothes had dried into something ruggedly tousled, his <b>hair </b>windblown and wild. The sea had leit salt on his jawline <b>his </b>sharp features cast in twilight shadow.
After what happened back in the woods I had been once again abiding looking at him. Asher’s doubtful question had <b>caught </b>me of guard, that could actually expase may disguse it he would <b>have </b>thought deeper and then Ronan witnessed us together. I did out want any argument or fight between friends because of some nonsense misunderstanding so I said all of that. I actually still could not believe I say such words. And then when he brushest our fingers. This memory still made my
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I studied my breathing, forcing myself to not think about it and focus back on Grace. Who was now back to sitting between Finn <b>and </b>Asher. They <b>hadn’t </b>participated in thest few <b>tasks</b>. They didn’t need to<b>. </b>Grace had already dered them hers. They were hers <b>with </b>just a touch, a nce, a secretugh in the shadows. Even Ryker <b>had </b>stoppedpeting after the pearl <b>ring</b>. <b>As </b>for Ronan he hadn’t moved since giving her the anklet.
So why <b>was </b>she still ying this game?
Why was she tempting more and more men?
<b>Was </b>this her version of power?
Was this fun for her?
But why <b>had </b>I been feeling that there was something about Grace no one was able to see?
“Fifth and final task for the day!” Grace’s voice rang across the clearing like a bell, drawing every Alpha to stillness. She stood now, a little <b>flushed</b>, hair a touch messy but still breathtaking. “This one,” she smiled, “is my personal favorite.”
The crowd <b>leaned </b>in.
“The Blindfold Battle,” she announced.
A chorus of excitement swept
through the crowd.
“That already sounds <b>fucking </b>exciting!!” one of the Alpha yelled.
Grace listened to all of them andughed, ‘Of course it is,” she smirked, “The rules are simple,” she exined. “<b>Each </b>participant will be blindfolded and ced inside the arena with an opponent of my choosing. You can tap out, <b>you </b>can be eliminated if you fall on the ground for more than five seconds, and of course this fight will continue with no time limit. An Alpha will fight only the person chosen by me until the end. Thest one standing wins!”
Several Alphas exchanged gleaming looks. A test of instinct. Of raw, primal strength. No scent. No vision. Just pure wolf and
will.
“Also the Alpha who wins this task will make his way to
he nk <b>scroll </b>like more <b>than </b>eighty percent!!” she announced
<b>I </b>pursed my lips. These games only sounded simple but they were not a piece of cake. She seemed toe up with her own. No wonder <b>she </b>was Alpha Gideon’s daughter.
The Alphas started stepping forward <b>to </b>participate enthusiastically. I even saw Ryker stepping in this time. No wonder, he waned that scroll. That power. But Ronan also stepping in to participate <b>shocked </b>me. He had not <b>been </b>active in thest three tasks but <b>now </b>he was there and had already confirmed his participation with Grace’s <b>Omega</b>.
Phina whispered in my <b>mind</b>, “Could he be <b>participating </b>because he <b>wanted </b>to win the scroll for us?”
I froze listening to her. Something curled in my chest <b>that </b>I feared to <b>name</b>, realizing <b>his </b>motivation to <b>participate</b>. Suddenly he locked eyes with me <b>and </b>I found myself unable to <b>look </b>away from him.
Then <b>Grace </b>held up her hand, silencing the murmurs.
“Seeing the excitement of the Alphas <b>and </b><b>how </b>hard they are working. I <b>have </b>a special reward for <b>the </b>winner of this blind battle task,” she paused for effect Then<b>, </b><b>softly</b>, seductively, she <b>said</b>. “A <b>kiss </b>from me.” she touched her pink lips.
A collective gasp appled through the clearing. One Alpha actually stumbled to his feet like he <b>couldn’t </b>believe his luck. The uproar that her kiss as a reward was louder <b>than </b>any other rewards so far.
My stomach flipped and <b>my </b>eyes immediately <b>went </b>to Ronan
No our could beat him. Not in a <b>blindfolded </b>battle. Not when it came down to instincts, strength, <b>and </b>control.
It means he would win Not only <b>the </b><b>task </b>but <b>also</b><b>. </b>Grace’s kiss?