Billionaire Alpha's 99 Deadly Games

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Within seconds, the messages disappeared from the chat, as if they'd been nothing but a

hallucination.

Aria stared at her phone, her hand trembling so violently she nearly dropped it. The realization hit her like a physical blow, driving the air from her lungs. The cold truth spread through her veins like

poison.

Everything-her "accident" at the pool, her fever, the “medicine"-had all been meticulously orchestrated as part of their sick game. The pills Lucas had so tenderly given her, pretending to care,

were specifically designed to intensify her suffering.

She'd known they were using her, had heard it with her own ears at the pack healer's, but experiencing it firsthand made the betrayal infinitely more devastating. The calculated cruelty of it all made her physically ill.

Her phone lit up with Lucas's name.

"Where the fuck are you?" His voice was sharp with urgency, almost angry. "Why aren't you at the

den?"

Aria took a deep, steadying breath, forcing herself to sound detached: "My fever got worse. I had to

go to the ER."

The line went dead silent before Lucas responded, his tone suddenly softer: "I'm coming over."

"Don't," she cut him off, her voice eerily calm. "They're just giving me fluids and keeping me overnight. You seem busy with your... other priorities. Don't let me interrupt."

Her controlled tone seemed to quiet something in him too. After several seconds of silence, he asked

carefully: "Did you check your phone at all?"

So that was it. He wasn't worried about her health-he was terrified she'd seen those messages, that their game was exposed.

"No," she lied, "The doctor said my temperature was dangerously high. I've been a little preoccupied with not dying to scroll through social media."

before Lucas spoke, his voice carrying an emotion she couldn't

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I'm around, nothing bad

hollow reassurance made her want to scream. A

Every ounce of pain she'd experienced over the past three years could be traced directly back to him. He wasn't her protector-he

that evening. Aria

could process what was happening,

nose.

Please let this just be random, not another one of Lucas's games. Please let

she regained consciousness, Aria found herself in a seedy motel room, wrists and ankles bound with zip ties. Four rough-looking men surrounded her,

down her cheek. "Lucas's little pet, all wrapped up like

the fog still clearing from her

hotter when she's scared," another one laughed, reaching for the buttons

done, we'll take some pictures for your mate," a third one said, pulling out his phone. "Show him what a slut his

weakened state, she was no match for them. They laughed at her

clothes, tears streamed down her face. Despite everything, in that moment of pure terror, she still found herself

by her thoughts, the door exploded inward, wood splintering from

HER!" Lucas's voice was unrecognizable-a primal roar

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other in their haste to escape the murderous

violent tremors wracking her body. When she looked up at Lucas, what she saw stopped her heart-genuine fear in his eyes, raw panic, and something that looked dangerously close to devastation. For that brief moment, it was like seeing an entirely different

could process it, the room began to spin, black spots

later, Aria drifted back to awareness in

just outside her door-Lucas and his friends, speaking in hushed but

Lucas's voice was barely controlled, trembling with rage. "Which one of you geniuses thought hiring rogues to sexually assault her was

up. Ninety-seven down, just two more to go, then you're free to claim

voice rose sharply, making the others fall silent. "I never authorized anyone to fucking touch

deal? Isn't this whole thing about making her life hell? Why are you suddenly so precious

being

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