My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110: Sports:The Football Match

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Chapter 110

~Author’s POV~

Titania tilted her head. "So, your father got you in?"

Marianne gave a graceful nod. "Bought every favour he could. Now I’m here. Not just to learn. But to watch. And retrieve what rightfully belongs to me."

The Fae Princess studied her carefully and then slowly stood. Her aura flickered, power rippling like heat waves beneath her skin. "You speak boldly for someone just admitted."

"I’m not here to step on your crown," Marianne added quickly. "Only to assist it. I know you want the princes. And Valerie is... in the way."

Titania stood up and approached her now, steps slow and deliberate. "Let’s make one thing clear. I am not someone who needs ’assistance’ from just anyone."

"Of course not," Marianne agreed. "But I can move where you can’t. Your title, as advantageous as it may seem, it restricts you like an invincible chain or a cage. You cannot be caught hurting another student as an international student, right?"

Titania scoffed and lifted her chin.

"I’m invisible to Valerie. She doesn’t know me yet. I can get close—join her little inner circle. All I want is the necklace. You can have the rest."

Titania stared at her for a long moment, then let her fingers trail over the edge of her desk as she thought.

"You want to take her down from within."

"Yes," Marianne whispered. "Subtle. No claws. Just truths. Exposed one at a time."

A silence lingered. Then Titania gave a soft, dangerous smile. "I like you."

Marianne exhaled.

"But remember this," Titania added, her voice silk and steel. "This is my war. You don’t make moves unless I say so. You don’t act without my permission. You don’t breathe in her direction unless I deem it useful. Am I clear?"

Marianne bowed her head, a smile curling at her lips. "Crystal clear."

Titania turned back to her wine, already considering the pieces on the board. "Good. Then let the game begin."

And just like that, a new alliance was born. One that would bleed.

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~Valerie’s POV~

The midday sun poured heat across the academy’s vast training field, glinting off the silver accents of our uniforms and casting deep shadows under the bleachers.

I stood near the center line, adjusting the cuff of my elbow guard, my gaze scanning the growing crowd of students.

A shrill whistle snapped everyone’s attention to the front.

Professor Stein stood beside the field, clipboard under one arm and sweat already darkening the collar of his shirt.

"Due to Professor Graham’s sudden illness," he announced, "today’s football training will be combined. Senior and sophomore years will participate in a mixed scrimmage—combat football format."

The field buzzed with murmurs—some excitement, more groans.

Great.

I glanced to my right, where Isla stood bouncing on her heels, practically vibrating with anticipation.

Across the pitch, the sophomore-year girls filtered through the opposite gate, most unfamiliar, except for one.

My gaze caught hers immediately.

I didn’t know her name instantly, but I heard someone call her Marianne.

Her features were delicate, pretty even, but it was the confidence in her posture that gave her away.

Her honey-brown hair was pulled into a high ponytail, and her lips curled in a faint, unreadable smile.

She wore the standard black-and-black gear like she owned it, hands on her hips as her amber eyes swept the senior girls.

And then her eyes found me.

She hesitated for only a second, but it was enough. That flicker of recognition was all I needed to confirm what I already knew: she remembered me, too.

I didn’t flinch, didn’t blink. I simply looked away.

"Captains up!" Professor Stein called.

Isla jogged forward for our team, boots crunching against the turf as she shook hands with a tall sophomore girl whose name I didn’t catch.

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