Alpha Damien's Trouble Maker (by Ruby Anne) novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170

Selene

Damien looked at me without saying anything after I finished speaking. His expression remained completely blank, and there was not a single hint in his face that revealed what he was thinking. His crimson eyes stayed fixed on mine, as if he were examining every small movement I made. I looked back at him just as steadily, refusing to break the eye contact first.

For a long moment, neither of us spoke.

We simply stared at each other.

The silence stretched so long that it almost felt as if time itself hd frozen around us.

Honestly, I had expected a completely different reaction from him. I thought he might look at me like I had gone insane. After all, if someone walked up to me and calmly told me they knew the future, I would probably think that person had lost their mind or was trying to scam me with some ridiculous story. But I was not lying.

I truly did know the future, and the reason was simple.

I had lived through it.

Ten times.

In my past lives, the first nine followed almost the same path every single time. There were small differences here and there, tiny details that shifted slightly, but the overall pattern never truly changed. Certain events would happen, certain people would make certain choices, and no matter what I did, everything eventually led to the same ending.

My death.

No matter how much I struggled or how desperately I tried to change things, the end of those nine lives remained exactly the same.

However, this life was different. This was my tenth life, and this time I remembered everything. Because of that, the future had already begun to change. Some major events had shifted entirely, and the pattern that once seemed unbreakable was slowly starting to crack. My actions alone were already altering the course of many things that were supposed to happen. But the future was not something that changed so easily.

When one event in the future changes, everything connected to that event begins to move as well. It is like a web. If you pull on one thread, every other thread attached to it will tremble.

For example, if something was meant to happen to me and I changed it, then the people connected to that event would also be affected. Their futures would shift along with mine. That was imply the natural law of how things worked.

Even so, the future was stubborn.

From what I had learned in my past lives, even if something changed temporarily, fate would still find another way to make a similar event happen later. It would twist and bend the path until it reached the same kind of outcome.

The real difference was how you used that moment when it finally arrived.

If you understood the pattern of the future, you could prepare for it. You could manipulate the situation and turn it into something that benefited you.

That was why knowing the future was so dangerous. Knowing the future was almost the same as holding other people’s fates in your hands. But I had no interest in controlling everyone else destiny.

The only fate I cared about was my own. And I would do absolutly anything to change it.

I looked at Damien again, already thinking of different ways to make him believe that I was telling the truth. But, after the long silence between us, he finally spoke.

“I see.”

I blinked, surprised by how simple his response was.

“You… see?” I repeated slowly. “Wait. Does that mean you believe me?”

He looked at me calmly, as if my confusion was mildly amusing to him.

“Did you not want me to believe you?” he asked.

“I do,” I admitted quickly. “I just did not expect you to actually believe me. What if I am lying?”

Damien gave me a slow, thoughtful look.

“Lie?” he repeated quietly.

My gaze burned as I looked directly into his eyes.

For a moment, it seemed like I had finally crossed the line. Any ormal person would have been furious after hearing such a bold demand. He could have rejected me immediately or crushed my proposal without hesitation.

Instead, Damien simply said, “Alright.”

1 blinked.

“Huh?”

“You can do whatever you want,” he said calmly.

For the first time since this conversation began, I felt genuinely surprised.

I had expected to convince him eventually, one way or another, ut I had not expected him to agree so easily. Just as Kauis said, Damien did not seem like the type of man who changed his mind once he made a decision. Yet here he was, agreeing without resistance.

It was strange. Still, that did not matter. In the end, I had gotten xactly what I wanted. I smiled W

“Then I will keep my end of the deal, Alpha Damien.”

I paused briefly before revealing the information.

“In the next one month, famine and drought will begin spreading across the lands,” I said. “The crops will fail, the rivers will shrink, and many packs will begin collapsing under the pressure

Damien remained silent as he listened.

“Unlike most packs, the Crimson Pack will survive the crisis better than the others. You have stronger defenses, better organization, and more resources than most territories. Even so it will not be enough to avoid losses completely.”

I looked straight into his crimson eyes. “Your pack will lose fewer people than the others, but there will still be casualties. But if you prepare for it properly, your pack will be able to survive the coming disaster.”