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    My eyes flew open, and there Hayley was, standing right in front of me.

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    Her lips were curved into a smile, but her eyes were cold and sharp, holding no warmth at all.

    She radiated the same intimidating aura as my Benjamin. It was the kind that made one’s instincts scream danger.

    A cold shudder ran down my spine. “Wh–what do you mean?” I stammeredb, /bmy voice unsteady. “You-?b” /b

    “You’re wondering why I’m not making you give in, aren’t you?”

    Hayley cut me off, her voice like ice. “Someone as precious as you? I wouldn’t dare let you give in. What if you hurt yourself? Then it’d be my fault, wouldn’t it?”

    I frowned. Even though she wasn’t forcing me to give in, I felt no relief.

    If I didn’t give in now, Baxter would never spare meter.

    He’s my master. Everything I know about chess, I learned from him. What if he refuses to teach me again?

    Weighing my options, I forced a smile and tried to sound respectful. “Of course not. I’m not that fragile. Giving in to you and Master is something I’m willing to do. I lost fair and square. I’ll honor the bet.”

    “Oh, is that so?” Hayley let out a sharp, mockingugh. “You change your mind now? Ready to p yourself?

    “But it’s toote now. I’m not interested anymore.”

    Her expression shifted instantly, turning cold and unyielding. Her voice cut through the air with such authority that I instinctively recoiled.

    I froze, breath caught in my chest, and shot a frantic nce toward Baxter, hoping for some kind of intervention.

    But Baxter’s attention was locked on Hayley, his expression unreadable.

    Hayley tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her tone dangerously calm. “Just so we’re clear, I don’t care what outsiders

    say about me.

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    “But I have a low tolerance for injustice. So let’s set the record straight.”

    My heart hammered wildly.

    What was she doing?

    Then, she raised her phone and tapped the screen. A clear recording began to y.

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    “Fine. If I lose, I’ll p myself in front of everyone. But if I win, you’ll do the same for me!”

    It was my voice.

    The room fellpletely silent for a second before erupting into murmurs. All eyes turned to me, filled with open disdain.

    “So it was Monica who set those terms, not Ms. Carson!”

    “All bark and no bite. Zero honor. She’s a disgrace to high–ranking werewolves everywhere.”

    “If she’d won, you know she would’ve forced that apology. No doubt about it.”

    Their scornful voices closed in around me, sharp and suffocating.

    “Monica, you made a vow. Now honor it. p yourself and apologize now!

    “If you refuse, every one of us will sign a petition to your Alpha. You’ll be cast out from the pack and forced to be a rogue!”

    bHayley’s /bPOV:

    Monica’sposure shatteredpletely. Humiliation burned through her, and she broke down into desperate, choking sobs.

    All her earlier arrogance had evaporated, leaving only a raw, helpless vulnerability. She could only stare pleadingly at Baxter.

    b“/bI epted you as my student because I believed you were genuine and had real potential. I never expected you to be this deceitful and unreasonable.” he stated, his voice cold and distant.

    “From now on, you are no longer my student.”

    Monica stood frozen, her mouth agape in stunned disbelief.

    “Master, please … ” she whispered, her voice trembling.

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    But Baxter had already turned his back on her. His demeanor shifted entirely as he addressed me with deep respect. “Master, it is a rare honor to be in your presence. Would you do me the honor of joining me for coffee? I have just received an exceptional batch of beans sourced directly from the Shadow Pack. I am certain you will find them to your liking.”

    The mention of coffee from our Pack piqued my interest. I didn’t turn him down.

    Then, ncing toward Truman, I asked, “Will you be here to finish the final round?”

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