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“Isn’t it?” Selene spat back, her eyes burning with spite.
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“Not a chance. I just want you to see how good my mate is now. Stop gilding your own lies,” Jace growled, voice low and rough as a wolf’s warning.
“You-” Selene’s face flushed red and then pale in rapid waves. She bit her lip hard, tears welling, voice trembling with wounded pride. “Mortimer, look at him-he’s bullying me.”
Mortimer clicked his tongue, shooting Jace a sharp glare. “Jace, you’re crossing the line. I told you before- if I lose, Selene’s yours. You don’t want her? That’s spitting in my face.”
“I never said I wanted her. Are you crazy? Let’s go,” Jace snarled, impatient.
Jace grabbed Carmen’s arm, pulling her and two of his pack brothers to leave.
“Think you’re allowed to walk away?” Mortimer’s eyes narrowed into slits, warning sharp as claws.
“Do I need your permission to move?” Jace shot back, eyes flashing steel.
Mortimer’s expression darkened instantly. With a sudden roar, he raised his hand, and several burly wolves stepped forward, fanning out to block Jace’s path like a living barrier.
“Jace Hale, you don’t leave without Selene. Nobody moves. His voice was hard, laced with menace.
For weeks, Mortimer had been the one bowing under Jace’s shadow. Finally, he’d stolen Selene-his prize. his release-and savored his triumph. Losing today stung deeply. Worse still, Jace had rejected his ‘gift’ like it was trash. Mortimer had assumed Jace cared for Selene; only to learn she was nothing more than a broken toy in Jace’s eyes.
Anger blazed in Mortimer’s eyes, flames licking from his gaze.
Jace’s brows knit into a fierce scowl, his patience snapping. With a savage jerk, he shoved Mortimer’s blocking hand aside. “Step back.
Mortimer staggered, caught off guard by the force, nearly toppling
“You dare push me?” Mortimer snarled, rage flaring. He lunged.
Jace twisted aside the attack, countering with a solid punch to Mortimer’s shoulder.
Fangs bared and fists flying, the two tangled in a brutal scrap-muscle and fury clashing in raw combat.
Chaos erupted as pack members swarmed, drawn into the brawl, the air thick with snarls and growls.
Seizing the moment amid the chaos, Selene slithered through the crowd to Carmen’s side.
Gone was the fragile white lotus facade; instead, a predator’s sneer curled her lips, eyes alight with venomous challenge.
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“The leftover toy you’re clinging to,” she hissed, voice dripping poison
Carmen glanced at her coldly, indifferent. Her gaze returned to the fight, unconcerned.
Selene’s face twisted in fury at the dismissal. “I’m talking to you”
Carmen remained unmoved, expression unreadable.
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“Damn bitch,” Selene spat. “Because of you, Jace humiliated me just now. You’re nothing but a poor little student playing innocent.”
She despised purity-the kind that shone like moonlight amid the muck she waded in.
With a sudden, vicious swing, Selene’s palm cracked sharply against Carmen’s cheek.
Cold steel ignited in Carmen’s eyes-two piercing blades of frost. Instinctively, her hand dove into her cloak pocket, fingers closing around the butterfly knife’s familiar cold grip.
Dare strike me without cause? I’ll pierce you through.
Just as Carmen prepared to draw her blade, a screeching halt shattered the tension.
A sleek black Midnight Wolf – Duke’s armored cruiser rolled smoothly to a stop at the roadside.
The window slid down, revealing Duke’s composed, sharp-featured face.
Carmen? It really is you,” Duke said quietly.
Her heart slammed like a war drum.
Frozen in place, hand still clutching the knife, she found herself suddenly powerless.
Duke had seen her-would he tell Mia? Or worse, Riley?
Before she could react, Selene’s slap rang out, striking Carmen so hard she staggered.
Pain flared fierce and burning, but Carmen barely registered it-her eyes darted to Duke.
His gaze tightened, urgency flashing.
He leapt from the cruiser, shoving Selene aside and moving swiftly to Carmen.
“You okay?” he asked, concern threading his voice.
Carmen tried to speak, lips moving, but no words formed.
Duke glanced at the snarling pack brawl behind them, then at the red mark on Carmen’s face.
Without hesitation, he grabbed her arm, guiding her away from the chaos.
Her steps faltered as he pulled her along, the cruiser’s engine growling as it roared off.
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Jace, distracted by the fight, bellowed after the Maybach, voice filled with raw possessiveness:
“Stop the damn car! She’s mine!”
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