Billionaire Alpha's 99 Deadly Games

Chapter 12

Chapter 11

Luna. The title she should have held in life, not just in death.

"Aria..." Her name caught in his throat, tears falling before he could form another

word. Every memory of her smile, her laugh, the way she'd dance around their kitchen on Sunday mornings-all of it crashed over him in waves of regret so powerful they physically hurt.

He remained kneeling long after everyone had gone, the rain soaking through his

expensive suit, his body shivering violently though he felt nothing.

That night, having refused to leave her graveside until physically carried away by

his guards, Lucas collapsed with a dangerous fever.

In his delirium, Aria came to him.

The nightmare replayed that fateful night, but with one crucial difference-this time,

he hadn't left

her behind. In this version, he had recognized the danger, had grabbed her hand

and pulled the blindfold from her eyes.

"Run!" he shouted, gripping her fingers so tightly he feared he might hurt her, but

unable to loosen

his hold. "The whole place is going to blow!"

The heat was suffocating, smoke burning their lungs as they navigated through

hallways. Each step felt like salvation-he was saving her this time. He wouldn't fail

the labyrinthine

her again.

Just

Aria suddenly

stopped.

as the exit door appeared ahead, freedom visible through its glass panel,

No matter how he pulled, she remained rooted in place.

In the dream, the fire had already reached the gasoline containers, their metal

sides

bulging

ominously.

"Please!" he begged, terror making his voice crack. "We have to go NOW!"

Instead of responding, Aria looked at him with such profound sadness that his heart constricted.

Slowly, deliberately, she peeled his fingers from her wrist, one by one.

"You can't save me, Lucas," she said softly. "You're the one who killed me."

With those words hanging between them, she turned and walked deliberately

back into the heart of

the inferno.

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"ARIA, NO!"

A blinding explosion engulfed her, erasing her from existence in a violent flash of

light and heat.

"ARIA!"

Lucas bolted upright in bed, gasping for air, his body drenched in cold sweat despite the fever ravaging his system. The dream had felt so real-for those few

precious moments, she had been alive again, within his reach.

He fumbled for his phone on the nightstand-a pathetic ritual he couldn't break,

checking for messages from a number that would never text again. Before he could unlock the screen, his bedroom door burst open, his guardian's face ashen with panic: "Alpha! There's an emergency at Luna Collins's crypt!" No one could have predicted Leila's complete psychological break-sneaking into

the cemetery with bribed groundskeepers, disinterring Aria's urn, and threatening to scatter her remains.

When Lucas arrived, the scene before him was something from a nightmare. Leila

stood in the rain, mascara streaming down her face, clutching Aria's urn like a

trophy.

Fighting through his fever-induced weakness, Lucas approached her slowly. "Put

it down, Leila," he commanded, his voice deadly quiet.

controlled tone only seemed to further unravel her fragile sanity. She threw

His

her head back in manic laughter.

"Fuck you!" she screeched, holding the urn tighter. "This worthless bitch stole

everything from me! First my ceremonial dancer position, now my Alpha mate!

Even in death, she gets to be Luna

Thornwood while I'm left with

Lucas froze at her next words.

"I should have killed her

NOTHING!"

years ago instead of just framing her for challenging me!

Would have saved us all this

trouble!"

The confession sliced through him-the original “crime” that had justified three

years of torment had been fabricated. He had destroyed Aria for nothing.

Pure rage gave him a surge of strength despite his illness. He lunged forward,

desperate to protect the only physical reminder of Aria he had left.

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His fever-weakened body betrayed him-as his fingers nearly reached the urn, his

legs buckled

beneath him.

Time seemed to slow as he collapsed forward. Leila, startled by his sudden

movement, stumbled backward, losing her grip on the urn.

The delicate ceramic container tumbled through the air in what felt like slow

motion before shattering against the marble floor with a sound that seemed to echo through Lucas's very soul.

The impact scattered Aria's ashes across the wet floor, the rain quickly dissolving

them into nothingness, washing away the last physical trace of her existence. Lucas stared in mute horror, a guttural sound escaping him before he violently coughed up blood.

"Aria..."

Her name on his lips was both prayer and apology-too late for either to matter. The Northern Alpine Pack.

southern territory buzzed with

far as the Northern

the news of her

life.

of Lucas's breakdown reached

with her

enigmatic

was the past. The she-wolf who had

that fire, exactly as

planned.

sitting room, carrying a

for

downing the

daughter's face contort from the bitterness, her mother

"Just a bit longer. Two more weeks

we're

done."

legs will be fully healed, and you can

Company

like

you've

always dreamed."

as she gently brushed a strand of

Aria's face.

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glanced down at her legs, considering

fire that night through

additional gasoline containers that someone had

abandoned

building.

explosions had caught her off guard

her

everything to protect.

But as her

liked to say, freedom always comes at a price.

with new possibilities. She had

life and stepped into a painful

the first time in

to)

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her entire life by her Alpha father-people

their voices,

rage, she lunged forward, perfectly manicured

face like talons!

deflected her attack effortlessly, shoving

to the floor

"Guards,"

called, voice ice-cold, "remove Miss Blackwood

Immediately."

"YOU

The

Leila's shrieks ricocheted off the marble

slammed shut,

beneath a weeping sky-gentle rain that

to mourn alongside the

Lucas carried her

gathered crowd.

trembling hands, his movements painfully deliberate

it into

marble

surreal,

horrific dream he couldn't escape. This couldn't be happening-he

the mate he had only just realized

placed, the

Her radiance had touched countless

unimaginable grief, had

face the ceremony that would make their daughter's

permanent.

everyone else who had known Aria-from childhood friends

had served her

with the rain, creating a symphony of

emanate

from the

earth itself.

broken Alpha

inscription he

Collins Thornwood, Beloved

Mate."

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The title she should have held in

name caught in his throat, tears falling before he could form

word. Every

memory of her smile,

her

laugh,

the

dance around

it crashed over him in

powerful they physically hurt.

long after everyone had gone, the rain

body shivering violently though

leave her graveside until physically

guards, Lucas collapsed

his delirium, Aria came to

that fateful night, but with one crucial

he hadn't left

this version, he had recognized

blindfold

tightly he feared he

unable to loosen

"The whole place is

was suffocating, smoke burning their lungs as they navigated

salvation-he was saving her this time. He wouldn't

door appeared ahead, freedom visible through

the labyrinthine

her again.

Just

Aria suddenly

stopped.

how he pulled, she remained rooted in

dream, the fire had already

sides

bulging

ominously.

he begged, terror making his voice crack. "We

him with such profound sadness that his heart

fingers from her wrist,

can't save me, Lucas," she said softly. "You're the

words hanging between them,

into the heart

the inferno.

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"ARIA, NO!"

blinding explosion engulfed her, erasing her from existence in a violent

light and heat.

"ARIA!"

bed, gasping for air, his body drenched

his system. The dream had felt so real-for those

been alive again, within his

fumbled for his phone

ritual

for messages from

would

his bedroom door burst open,

ashen with panic: "Alpha! There's an

predicted Leila's complete psychological break-sneaking

the

disinterring Aria's

to scatter her remains.

arrived, the scene before him was

mascara streaming down her

trophy.

fever-induced weakness, Lucas

only seemed to further unravel her fragile

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