Fury Unleashed: The Awakening Alpha Nira novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112 Controlled Fire

Nira’s POV:

“Those idiots in the Soren family actually sent her to get engaged to a dying Kade] Damian’s voice cut through the room, low at first, then rising with barely restrained fury. “They all deserve to die for that.”

His wolf eyes burned a deep, violent red, the anger in them so intense it felt like it could ignite the

The

room.

dn’t dare speak, his gaze flicking briefly to the shattered pieces on the floor again, silently relieved that none of that rage had been directed at him.

ession darkened further, his jaw tightening as he spoke again, each word edged ent. “Find everything. I want a full account of Nira’s life after she returned to the e in Blazeborn Pack.”

ce dipped, quieter but far more dangerous. “Especially anyone who’s ever wronged want every single name.”

sir.” The response came instantly, and the man wasted no time leaving to carry out the der.

Left alone, Damian’s expression shifted, the anger settling into something heavier.

Nira… don’t worry,” he murmured, his fingers curling slowly into a fist. “Anyone who’s hurt you, I won’t let them walk away from it.”

His knuckles turned pale with the force of it.

“You just… don’t remember me.”

Nira’s POV:

I had just started getting ready for the auction when Alden called.

“Nira, Tyler and the others sold

contributed, so they want

I frowned, confused

sure you’ve got the

for the Cyber Wolf project. They said you

t of any Cyber Wolf project. Are you

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There was a brief pause before Alden explained everything.

As he talked, I finally connected the dots. It was those computer science guys who had stopped me that day, and all I had done was throw out a quick suggestion. That barely counted as involvement.

“I’m not taking it,” I said plainly. “I didn’t participate in the project.”

Alden sounded a little stuck. “Then what am I supposed to do? They already transferred the money to me”

I did

nergy to deal with it. “If it’s with you, then you keep it.”

alking about? That’s not my money.”

before he could keep going. “Do whatever you want with it. I’m not taking it. I’ve ye.”

he could argue, I hung up, grabl

was already waiting.

fter a short drive, he took me suites at the auction.

The moment I stepped Everything was desi angle of the room

A low table catching

ngs, and headed downstairs.

e entrance and straight into one of the VIP

made its purpose clear without needing explanation. d status, from the placement of the seating to the nothing blocked the view of the stage below.

th crystal glasses filled with aged red wine, the liquid the slightest movement.

he entire venue stretched out beneath us in a perfect circular od elevated under bright white lights, drawing every bit of ald be presented there.

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