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~Lira's POV
I stayed on that hotel bed for a long time, staring at the ceiling like it could suddenly solve my problems for me. My mind kept spinning in circles, the same thoughts returning over and over like a bad song on repeat. I felt angry. I felt betrayed. I felt like a fool. And I felt like the world was laughing at me with their stupid comments online.
They all wanted Elara to win. They all wanted her to shine like she was some perfect chosen one.
And me?
They wanted me punished.
The thought made my jaw clench so hard it hurt. I sat up slowly, wiping the last traces of weakness from my eyes with the back of my hand.
"I am not done," I whispered. "She thinks she's safe. She thinks she is protected. But she won't be forever."
Still, there was the problem I didn't want to think about: Alpha Darlon. Nothing about that man was easy. He was powerful. He was dangerous. And now that Elara had him, she wasn't just protected by a pack. She was protected by an army.
