“I care,” she said, looking directly at her father, then Coty. “I care that the people who are supposed to protect me were plotting behind my back. I care that you thought I’d just let this go. But most of all…”–she leaned forward- “…I care that you underestimated me.”
She reached into her handbag and withdrew a thick envelope, tossing it onto the table with a satisfying thud.
“What’s this?” George asked, his voice shaking as he picked it up.
“Legal documents,” Jenna replied. “A clause drawn up by your lawyers years ago-back when my mother still had a say in this company. It states that my shares cannot be reassigned, reallocated, or altered without my explicit consent. It was notarized and signed by you and your board.”
George paled. “That… that was years ago…”
“Still valid,” Ryker said smoothly. “Our legal team verified it yesterday. Twice.”
“You…” Chloe sputtered. “You went digging through old documents? That’s low, even for you.’
“What’s low,” Jenna shot back, “is plotting a meeting without informing all shareholders. What’s low is trying to transfer assets from a daughter to a conniving stepdaughter without so much as a conversation. What’s lower is thinking you’d get away with it.”
Coty’s mouth opened and closed like a fish. “You don’t deserve those shares! You don’t even want them!”
“I didn’t want them,” Jenna said coolly. “But now? I’ll be taking a much more active role in the company. Starting today.”
Damian stood suddenly, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. “This is getting out of hand,” he muttered. ” None of this was supposed to happen like this-”
“Sit. Down.”
Ryker’s command hit the room like a storm. Damian froze mid-stép, his lips parting in confusion, but his legs obeyed before his brain caught up.
“You were warned, weren’t you?” Ryker said quietly, eyes narrowing on his nephew. “You were told not to get involved. You ignored me.”
“I was just trying to help Coty,” Damian mumbled.
“By helping her steal?” Jenna asked sharply. “Or were you just hoping she’d share the company with you when she had it all?”
Damian flinched but said nothing.
“This isn’t over,” Coty snapped, red-faced now, her mask crumbling. “You can’t waltz in here and take over everything just because you got a fake husband to growl on your behalf!”
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“Maybe not,” Jenna said, stepping closer to her stepsister, “but I’m not hiding anymore. You want a fight? You’ve got one.”
“Careful,” Ryker warned, his smile turned predatory. “She’s got more than a fake husband on her side now.”
“I suggest,” he added, addressing George now, “you cancel any backroom deals you’ve made. If you don’t, I’ll call for a full audit. I’ll expose every crooked contract, every manipulated vote, and every lie. Including the ones that’ll drag your wife and daughter into the press.”
“You wouldn’t dare-” Chloe began.
“Try me,” Ryker said with a slow, deadly grin. Let’s not forget, I still own 30 percent shares and her mother owns 15 percent and she owns 10 percent. “You are still strangers, Chloe and I can buy out the company.”
Chloe’s face darkened at the realization that she’s just been humiliated.
Silence fell again.
George sank into his chair, defeated. “Fine. The shares remain with Jenna. The meeting is over.”
“Wise choice,” Ryker said coldly.
Coty turned to leave, but not before throwing a glare at Jenna that could curdle blood. “You are going to regret this.”
Jenna smiled sweetly. “Bring it on.”
As the boardroom emptied, Jenna turned to Ryker. “You didn’t have to come you know. I was handling it.”
“I know,” he murmured, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “But I wanted them to remember who you belong to.”
Her cheeks flushed. “You make it sound like I’m your possession.”
He leaned down, lips brushing her ear. “Not just my possession. My little princess.”
Just then his phone rang and he stepped out to answer leaving Jenna alone.
“You must think you’ve won,” She wasn’t alone for too long when she heard her stepmother’s voice.
“I have had enough for today, Chloe! Just let me be !”
“Fierce, you must have grown some wings” Chloe chuckled drily.
“I’m sure you still want your mother’s bloodline pendant and her ashes.”
“No… no… no,” you can’t destroy those, Jenna pleaded seeing the sinister smile on her stepmother’s face.
“Exactly what I was thinking,” Chloe’s lips curled with an evil smirk. Maybe I should just throw them into the
ocean.
“No, please,” don’t do that. Jenna pleaded as tears stung in her eyes. Those were the only memories of her mom and the pendant wielded much power.
“I can give it to you but on one condition.” Hand over the legal documents.
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Jenna’s face paled as her stomach churned in anxiety. Her mother’s pendant was ancient, carved with runes from a bloodline older than any pack. Her ashes… were all she had left.
“And if I don’t?” Tears stung behind her eyes but she blinked them back. She wouldn’t give Chloe the satisfaction.
“Then your mother’s ashes disappear. And the pendant? I’ll melt it down and wear it as earrings.” Chloe’s smile was cruel and her voice was filled with venom. “Tick-tock, dear.”
Jenna stood frozen, her mind racing. She couldn’t give Chloe the documents-that would undo everything. But how could she risk losing the last sacred pieces of her mother?
Just then, she spotted Alpha Ryker approaching from the corridor. Relief flickered in her chest.
But it was short-lived.
“Don’t get too excited,” Chloe hissed, stepping closer, her perfume suffocating. “He can’t know about this. If you so much as whisper a word to him…” Her smile faded, replaced by a deadly stillness. “Be ready to lose everything. Including your life.”
Jenna’s breath hitched. Chloe leaned in.

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