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My Fated Alpha's Cruel Game (Elena and Marcus) novel Chapter 226

Chapter 226: Chapter 226 Ashes of Victory

Marcus’s POV

The sound of Vanguard’s laughter died away slowly, leaving behind a silence so fragile it seemed ready to shatter at the slightest touch.

He raised his head, dried blood creating dark streaks along his temple, eyes gleaming with something twisted and victorious. Even defeated, even restrained, he still held himself like a man who believed the game was already won. Like he was watching chess pieces move exactly where he’d planned them to fall.

"You believe this concludes with my capture," he said, his words carrying clearly across the clearing, slicing through the whispers starting to spread among the gathered wolves. "You excel at creating endings. You fail miserably at anticipating what follows."

Elena remained motionless. Her stillness seemed intentional, grounded. "Say what you mean."

Vanguard’s grin widened, revealing teeth stained crimson. "The routes have already been sold."

Those words struck with more force than any physical blow could deliver.

For several heartbeats, nobody responded at all. The entire clearing seemed to need time to process what he had just revealed.

"Trading passages," he continued, clearly relishing the growing alarm, stretching out each word. "Supply chains. Ancient access points that were never intended for outsider knowledge. I distributed them weeks ago. Weapons. Safe passage. Intelligence."

A threatening murmur rolled through the assembled wolves.

Not rage. Terror. The kind that emerges when you discover the foundation beneath your feet has already been eroded away.

"Who bought them," Damien snapped, his tone razor-sharp.

Vanguard’s gaze moved between faces, pausing on each Alpha, feeding off the anxiety spreading among them. "Anyone interested in your destruction. Outcast groups. Human criminal organizations. Ancient adversaries you grew too comfortable ignoring."

Elena’s expression remained unchanged, but I sensed everything through our connection. The swift mental adjustment. The sudden expansion of strategic thinking. Pathways illuminating in her mind. Vulnerabilities blazing bright. Ramifications accumulating too rapidly to track.

"This was never about seizing control," she said softly.

"Correct," Vanguard confirmed. "This was about ensuring nobody else could maintain it either."

Realization crashed over me like ice water flooding my veins.

He hadn’t been attempting to rule indefinitely.

He had been working to demolish the entire system behind him, poisoning the earth so nothing stable could ever flourish after his fall.

The clearing exploded into organized pandemonium.

Commands flew in sharp bursts. Messengers transformed and sprinted away, wolves vanishing into the forest at full velocity. Alphas clustered into intense, heated discussions, gestures cutting through air as they debated logistics and crisis management. The responsibility of judgment transformed smoothly into the heavier weight of dealing with consequences.

I moved backward slightly, my wounded shoulder pulsing now that the rush of battle had subsided. The injury burned with persistent sharpness, but it remained tolerable. What stung more deeply was the understanding settling into my core. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

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