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Billionaire Alpha's 99 Deadly Games novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Her mother’s excited voice immediately came through the mindlink: That’s fantastic, sweetheart!

We’ll start the pack transfer ritual right awayonce it’s done, there’s no turning back. It’s a point of

no return.

Her fingertips trembling, but her voice remained unshakeable: I won’t change my mind.

Her mother was about to end the mindlink but hesitated, cautiously asking: What about that alpha mate of yours? Didn’t you chase after him forever? I thought you were head over heels for him.

The word matefelt like a knife twisting in her chest.

Aria’s mind instantly flashed back to the healer’s roomthe cruel laughter, Lucas sprawled carelessly on the bed scrolling through social media, his friendsvicious mockery, and the devastating realization that he’d wasted three years pretending to accept her solely to execute some twisted revenge plan for Leila Blackwood.

Her heart constricted so violently she could barely breathe, like someone had reached into her chest and was squeezing it with bare hands.

I’m done with him,she heard herself say, her voice raw but eerily steady. Completely done. Forever.

After the mindlink, Aria stood motionless on the sidewalk, letting the bitter wind whip through her hair. She stared up at the bleak gray sky, drew in a deep breath that burned her lungs, and turned toward what she had foolishly called home.

The moment she pushed open the door, the familiar scent punched her in the gut.

Aria froze in the entryway, staring at the living room she knew so well, feeling like she was trapped in someone else’s nightmare.

This was Lucas’s denthe one he’d casually invited her to share after accepting her.

That day, he had leaned against the doorframe with that trademark smirk and shrugged: Wanna

move in?

Back then, she’d blushed like an idiot, heart soaring with joy, believing it was the beginning of their bond rather than what it actually wasconvenient access for his ongoing psychological torture

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campaign.

She had spent countless nights lying beside him, dreaming about their future mating ceremony, picturing their cubs running around, fantasizing about growing old together in this space.

Now those memories were like wolfsbane in her veins.

Moving in together? Just another calculated move to maximize her pain when the final blow came.

She couldn’t comprehend the depths of his obsession with Leilato waste three years of his life with someone he despised, to let her sleep in his den, to run with her during full moons night after night

All to build the perfect illusion before destroying her completely.

For the next three days, Aria didn’t contact Lucas.

She locked herself in the den and systematically purged every trace of him from her life.

She found the journal where she’d documented her pathetic crusha thick, worn notebook with every page filled with lovestruck ramblings.

OMG saw Lucas in the pack borders today!!! Charcoal Vneck + those black jeans = DYING. Had to pretend to patrol because I couldn’t stop staring!

HE ACTUALLY SPOKE TO ME TODAY!!! Just asked me to pass his coffee but I swear our fingers touched and there was a MOMENT. Haven’t washed my hand yet lol.

I CANNOT BELIEVE IT. He said YES. ME. Lucas Thornwood is letting ME into his pack. Is this real life?? I’m literally shaking writing this!!!

Aria flipped through page after cringeworthy page, tears streaming down her face, each drop burning like fire.

She threw the journal into a garbage bag with such force it tore through the plastic, her hands shaking with angerat him, but mostly at herself.

Next came the gifts she’d spent thousands on-

The silver wolf pendant she’d saved three months for. The limitededition ceremonial knife she’d stood in line overnight to purchase. The leather jacket that cost more than her rent. Each item representing months of sacrifice and planning on her part, probably tossed in a drawer and

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forgotten on his.

Finally, the dozens of photos she’d secretly taken and printed of him.

Pictures of Lucas giving speeches at pack gatherings, dominating the training grounds, holding court in hallways surrounded by admirerseach one had once made her heart flutter like a trapped bird.

She dumped everything into the trash, methodically erasing every physical reminder of her former delusion.

By the evening of the third day, Aria had finally purged the last item.

Standing in the center of the nowbarren living room, she felt a strange lightness wash over her, like shedding a skin that had grown too tight.

Just then, the front door swung open and Lucas walked in.

His eyes narrowed as he surveyed the noticeably emptier space. What the hell did you throw out?His tone was sharp, demanding.

Aria looked up, meeting his gaze without flinching: Nothing important. Just garbage I should’ve gotten rid of years ago.

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