Fiona POV
The hum of the truck’s engine was a steady pulse beneath me, the night stretching endless beyond the windshield, a canvas of stars and shadows that mirrored the twisted satisfaction coiling in my chest. Everything was falling into place, a plan woven from the ashes of my rejection, each thread pulled tight by my own cunning. Jaxon had cast me out, discarded me like I was nothing, all for that omega b***h, Lyra, whose name tasted like poison on my tongue.
She’d stolen my place, my Alpha, my future, and I’d sworn to make her pay, to shatter the life she’d built on my ruins. Now, here I was, in Darius’s truck, the exiled Alpha’s brother at my side, his rage a weapon I’d sharpened with the truth. I’d gone to his pack, spilled the secret of Lyra’s betrayal, and lured him into this
