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    I stepped aside with perfect poise, gesturing politely with a smile at my lips. “Of course not. If the Alpha of Smoke Pack has her eye on ‘Ster Tear,‘ be my guest.”

    My tone was calm as still water, but inside I wasughing coldly.

    This woman was clearly targeting me. A three–million–credit sports car and she just casually says she’ll take it? What is she trying to pull?

    A flicker of surprise passed through Lyana’s eyes, like she hadn’t expected me to give in so easily.

    Her sharp gaze locked on me, clearly trying to read my thoughts.

    I met her eyes with a steady smile, revealing nothing, but my mind was already racing.

    This aggressive posture of hers—it wasn’t just about a car. Not even close.

    The showroom manager hurried over, his attitude practically groveling, like he was serving royalty. “Smoke Pack Alpha, ‘Ster Tear‘ isn’t technically for sale, but if you’d like it, we can part with it for three million credits.”

    Three million!

    Slyvana’s eyes bulged. She looked like the number had knocked the breath right out of her.

    But Lyana didn’t flinch. She pulled out a ck crystal card, her voice as cold as ice. “Run it.”

    The card glinted darkly under the lights–a clear symbol of her wealth.

    Slyvana pped and cheered right away, her voice shrill and over–the–top. “Lyana, you’re a queen among Alphas! This car was made for you!”

    I lifted a brow, smirking to myself.

    Little princess really knew how to cling to power when she saw it.

    Astrid and I exchanged a look. I shrugged and saidzily, “Alpha of Smoke Pack, we’ve got other bces /bto be. We’ll excuse ourselves now.”

    Lyana’s beyes /bflickered. The corners of her lips curved into a vague, unreadable smileb. /bb“/bWhy don’t we go together?”

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    Her tone was light, but there was an unmistakable edge of forcefulness to it.

    I blinked. Even Astrid looked surprised.

    Together? Since when were we friends?

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    I tugged at the corners of my mouth, giving a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “Sure. What an honor.”

    But inside, I scoffed.

    This woman was obviously gunning for me, but what did I ever do to her?

    I turned it over in my mind, but I couldn’t find a single reason.

    Lyana’s POV

    We walked into one of the luxury boutiques reserved for top–tier wolves.

    The air was thick with the scent of rich leather and designer perfume.

    I nced over at Leslie.

    The moment she stepped inside, the sales staff swarmed her like bloodhounds catching a whiff of gold.

    “Your Majesty, anything you need? We just got two new deep–sea dragon–hide handbags–only three exist in the world, and we’ve got one. Would you like to take a look?”

    My chest tightened.

    I cut in before she could speak. “Wrap it up.”

    That shimmering, ocean–blue handbag was brought out like a piece of art.

    But my eyes weren’t on the bag.

    They were bon /bLeslie.

    I wanted to see how she’d react.

    The bstaff /bpaused, clearly unsure who to turn to.

    She bjust /bsmiled and said breezily, “Didn’t you hear me? Go ahead and wrap it up.”

    So calm. Like nothing could rattle her.

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    It hit me like a fist to cotton–no resistance. No satisfaction.

    Not enough.

    I noticed the things she lingered on: the artisan elf jewelry, the unicorn–hair carpet.

    I bought them all.

    Each item, a rare, limited–edition piece the staff clearly intended ito /ipitch to her–but I snatched them first.

    And in every boutique we entered after that, I kept it up.

    Wherever her eyes went, I swept the shelves clean.

    With every swipe of my card, I felt more triumphant.

    Leslie–wasn’t she supposed to be the untouchable Queen of Rogue Pack?

    Let’s see how long she can keep up the act.

    Astrid leaned over to whisper something in her ear.

    Leslie just gave a slow, knowing smile.

    I frowned.

    Why is she still soposed?

    What bis /bshe hiding?

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