Chapter 150 Who’s Really ying Who

    Leslie POV

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    My legs were aching by the time we finally sat down at the rooftop café on the top floor of the mall.

    The scent of asphodel drifted from the flowerbeds nearby, blending with the bitter aroma of coffee. It helped ease the tension that had been winding me tight all afternoon.

    I sipped from my cup, watching as Lyana and Slyvana approached after settling their bill.

    They ordered their drinks and sat down. I looked over at Lyana and smiled easily. “Enjoy your shopping, Alpha of Smoke Pack?”

    She froze for a second, her voice a little stiff. “It was… fine.”

    Then she paused, eyes probing me. “But Your Majesty seemed interested in those items I bought. Aren’t you angry I snatched them up first?”

    I raised my brow, taking another slow sip of my coffee. I smiled, casually tucking a lock of hair behind my ear.

    “Maybe you didn’t know–‘Moonshadow Guild‘ is one of Rogue Pack royalty’s businesses. The more you buy, the more I profit. Why would I be mad? I should be thanking you.”

    Her face went rigid, and a flicker of coldness passed through her eyes.

    Slyvana looked even worse, like she’d just swallowed a fly. She sat there speechless, fuming.

    I wasughing on the inside. This little princess didn’t even know Moonshadow belonged to me? That kind of ignorance was almost cute.

    “You were ying me?” Lyana’s voice dropped low, edged with obvious anger.

    I set my cup down and met her gaze without flinching. “What are you talking about, Alpha of Smoke Pack? Was someone forcing you to spend money?”

    The corners of my mouth lifted in a cold smile. “I should be sending you a thank–you gift for supporting my business.”

    The air froze around us.

    Our Alpha–level pheromones shed invisibly, crackling with tension and biting cold.

    She let out a short, bitterugh, her voice sharp. “Fine. You win. No wonder all those men circle

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    around you. Rogue Pack’s queen really is in a league of her own.”

    I frowned slightly.

    Men?

    Besides that clingy Eric, who else?

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    Something clicked, and I probed, “Don’t tell me, Alpha of Smoke Pack… are you doing ball /bthis because of Eric?b” /b

    She didn’t respond, but the sh of anger and embarrassment in her eyes was all the confirmation I needed.

    I smiled knowingly. Bullseye.

    I propped my chin on my hands and tilted my head, speaking lightly. “You don’t really think I’m keeping Eric around as a backup, do you?”

    Her face twisted, voice turning to ice. “Aren’t you? You keep stringing him along, ying with his feelings–what, does it make you feel powerful?”

    My smile faltered.

    Anger surged up from my chest.

    Astrid couldn’t help jumping in. “When have you ever seen her string Eric along? You don’t know the first thing about their rtionship.”

    Lyana didn’t back down, her eyes drilling into me. “So just because you’re close, it’s okay to toy with his feelings? And feel no guilt?”

    I took a deep breath and swallowed the urge to throw my coffee in her face. Instead, Iughed coldly.

    “Toying with him? Alpha of Smoke Pack, which eye of yours saw that happen? It’s been one- sided from the start. I’ve turned him down more times than you can count.”

    She clenched her teeth, still pressing. “If you didn’t like him, you should’ve ended itpletely. Dragging it out like this–pushing and pulling–isn’t that what ying someone

    looks like?”

    I let bout /ba short, irritatedugh. “So you think unless Ipletely cut him off, I haven’t rejected him properly?”

    I shot her a look, my tonezy, “Lyana, not every rtionship between wolves needs to end in mating. Eric bis /bmy friend. We grew up together. Just because I won’t be his mate doesn’t mean I

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    have to erase him from my life. I’ve got a clear conscience.”

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    I paused, then gave her a faint smile. “But you, Alpha of Smoke Pack–you’ve gone out of your

    way all day to mess with me, and all for what? Eric? If you like him that much, bgo /bbafter /bhim. Why waste time with me?”

    Her face froze, like I’d hit a nerve.

    She turned away with a coldugh. “Sounds like you’re using him as bait–keeping him hanging on your hook.”

    I shrugged.

    Not even worth arguing.

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