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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."

spoke, his voice carrying an emotion

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nothing bad will

want to scream. A

Every ounce of pain she'd experienced over the past three years could be traced directly back to

evening.

her. Before she could process what was happening,

nose.

the darkness claimed her was a desperate prayer: Please let this just be random, not another one of Lucas's games. Please let

ankles bound with zip ties. Four rough-looking

running a finger down her

still clearing from her mind, "Who are you? What do

scared," another one laughed, reaching for the buttons on

pictures for your mate," a third one said, pulling out his

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

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

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

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

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in their haste to escape the murderous fury radiating from

raw panic, and something that looked dangerously close to devastation. For that brief moment, it was like seeing an entirely different person. "Aria..." He rushed to her side, his hands

the room began to spin, black spots dancing across her vision. The combination of medication, trauma and exhaustion finally overtook her, and she

to awareness

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

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

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

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

making her life hell? Why are you suddenly

crash-like something being violently

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