Jessy’s pov :
The grand hallways of the Silverfang estate echoed with my heels clicking against the marble floors, each step purposeful as I headed toward the garage. Morning light streamed through the arched windows, casting long shadows that mirrored the restlessness in my chest.
Another day of scheming, maybe I'd "accidentally" bump into Elias at Kingsley Company again, flash a smile, remind him of what a perfect match we'd make. He was S-tier, the pinnacle of alpha power, and I was an alpha female, strong, beautiful, from a lineage that could elevate his pack even higher.
Naomi? That pathetic omega he'd been hovering around? She was nothing, a maid, a nobody. Elias deserved better. He deserved me.
As I passed Ronan's study, his voice drifted out, low and urgent, stopping
