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Billionaire Alpha's 99 Deadly Games novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12

That evening. Aria lay in bed aggressively refreshing job boards and submitting applications to dance companies, her laptop casting a blue glow across her determined face in the darkened bedroom

The application process for elite werewolf dance companies was far more demanding than before. Applications required submission at least three months in advance, followed by a grueling series of auditions and technical assessments spanning weeks.

Only after clearing every hurdle could one secure even the most junior position.

Despite her legs not being fully rehabilitated, Aria began what her mother called her application blitz.simultaneously developing a punishing practice regimen in the small dance studio they’d installed in the townhouse basement.

Though Lucas’s systematic revenge had prevented her from joining any professional companies during those three years, dance had remained her secret sanctuary. During those years, whenever he would disappear for pack business(which she now understood were rendezvous with Leila), she would retreat to a small studio she’d rented offpack. There, alone with just mirrors and music, she’d maintained her technique through endless repetition of fundamentals.

Dance had been her first lovebefore Lucas, before everything. She had allowed that passion to be overshadowed, but never extinguished.

Three months later, during her final audition for the Northern Alpine Dance Company, Aria performed with a technical precision and emotional depth that left the judging panel visibly moved.

As she completed her variation with a flawless grand jeté into a controlled arabesque, the artistic director exchanged glances with her colleaguesthey had found their new soloist.

When the scores were revealed, she had received straight A’s across every categorya feat accomplished perhaps once or twice a decade.

During the feedback session, the senior artistic director studied her with professional curiosity. Ms. Collins, your technical abilities are extraordinary, but there’s something puzzling in your performance history.

Your training is impeccablecontinuous since childhood without breaks. Yet after your junior year at Silver Crescent Academy, there’s a complete absence of competition or performance for three

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years. Most dancers with your potential would be aggressively building their portfolio during that critical period. What happened?

Aria’s grip tightened momentarily on the microphone, but her face remained composed. When she spoke, her voice carried neither bitterness nor regret, just simple fact.

I got caught up in a toxic relationship that consumed those years,she said. Classic storywrong mate, wrong time.

Noting the panel’s sympathetic expressions, she offered a serene smile. But that chapter closed now. Completely.

From this point forward, my career is my only partnership. Dance doesn’t lie, manipulate, or betrayit just demands everything, which I’m more than ready to give.

Her matteroffact handling of personal trauma impressed the panel as much as her technical prowess. She wasn’t running from her pastshe had processed it and moved beyond.

Aria’s meteoric rise within the Northern Alpine Dance Company became the talk of the dance world. As the only auditionee in five years to receive unanimous top marks, she bypassed the corps de ballet entirely, starting as a soloist.

Within a year, she claimed the position of principal dancer, then delivered a debut performance of Gisellethat prompted the Alpine Times to declare: Collins doesn’t merely dance rolesshe inhabits them with a vulnerability and authenticity rarely seen on contemporary stages.

As the company’s reputation soared under its dynamic new artistic director, invitations flooded in from prestigious venues across North and Southern Territoryincluding the historic Moonlight Theatre near The Thornwood Pack.

Reviewing the performance calendar in her office, the director regarded Aria with obvious concern. Familiar with the extraordinary circumstances of her deathand rebirth, she had nearly decided Aria would remain in the Northern territory during the Moonlight Theatre’s tour.

Before she could suggest this arrangement, Aria interrupted: I see that look, Margaret. I’m going. The company needs its principal dancer for the debut.

Aria,the director began carefully, The Thornwood Pack is directly on the itinerary. Your former lifethe people who think you diedit’s a complication we don’t need to face if-

I’ve considered it thoroughly,Aria replied with the same calm precision that characterized her dancing. I’ll perform wearing the mask and covering my smell for each production. It’s thematically

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appropriate for our modern Wolf’s Serenadeanyway.

For press and interviews, Zoe can represent as first soloist. I’ll be temporarily mutedoctor’s orders

for vocal rest.

The director drummed her manicured nails against the polished desk, weighing the proposal against potential complications. Finally, she nodded. You’ve thought this through. We proceed as plannedwith your modifications.

The first stop on the Southern Territory tour was, inevitably, The Thornwood Pack.

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