••• Elijah’s POV •••
They thought I was desperate.
They thought I was broken.
Let them.
Let Martin believe I came crawling to him, that I begged for scraps of alliance to regain what I lost. He sees a wounded Alpha trying to survive the new order. But I’m not here to survive.
He was a fool.
He spoke like a king and planned like a cornered dog, his threats loud but brittle, cracking at the edges. Still, I smiled through every meeting, every toast, every word laced with false camaraderie.
Let him believe I was his ally.
Let him think I’d help him bring down Damien.
But I was not here to survive.
I was here to take everything.
Martin was just a blunt weapon, useful but stupid. He underestimated everyone, especially Damien. He thought sheer numbers would brea
