Billionaire Alpha's 99 Deadly Games

Chapter 18

For the next two weeks, Aria immersed herself completely in the remaining performances, leaving no mental space to dwell on Lucas or their unsettling reunion.

As the final curtain fell on their schedule, she welcomed her first real break in months, planning a solo road trip along the Southeast territory borders.

Just as she was comparing rental cars on her phone, an unfamiliar number lit up her screen. Against her better judgment, she answered.

"Luna Collins," Michael's voice was tight with barely suppressed urgency. "There's been an incident with Alpha. He's in a bad state. Please-if you could just come to the estate-"

Having survived three years of Lucas's elaborate manipulations, Aria immediately recognized the familiar pattern of another manufactured "emergency."

"I'm not qualified to handle whatever crisis Lucas has created for himself," she replied evenly. "That stopped being my job when he arranged my death."

Before Michael could launch into whatever script he'd prepared, she ended the call and promptly blocked the number, dropping her phone into her bag with a mixture of irritation and finality.

Twenty minutes later, settled in the back seat of an Uber, Aria gave the driver the address of the rental agency before closing her eyes for a much-needed power nap.

She awoke disoriented some time later to the driver announcing their arrival. Still groggy, she paid through the app and stepped out, only to find herself standing before the imposing iron gates of the Lucas's den in the Thornwood Pack instead of the rental car office.

Realization hit with a jolt of anger. Either the driver had deliberately ignored her instructions, or someone had intercepted and changed her ride details remotely.

Just as she pulled out her phone to order another Uber, the den's massive entry doors swung open. Davis, the Thornwood family's long-serving pack guardian, emerged with several guards, their faces lined with evident relief.

"Luna!" Davis hurried down the steps. "Thank the Moon Goddess you've come back!"

Before she could articulate her protest, she found herself efficiently escorted through the marble

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she had

"death" had left everything preserved exactly as it had been-her dance theory books still stacked on the side table, her favorite cashmere throw draped over the sofa arm, even the half-finished cup

through a

life.

anxiously at her elbow, explaining the situation as

staircase.

hasn't been...functional...since encountering you at

"He's refused all food for days, expelled his healer team, and has been drinking wolfsbane whiskey

further. "I know I

he hesitated, "-permanent solutions. I

marble stairs, Aria struggled to maintain her

designed to

all reason-couldn't help wondering if his apparent self-destruction

how could he have orchestrated three years

and such calculated

the master suite, his hand hesitating on

open. Immediately, the overpowering stench of

assaulted her senses.

the afternoon sun. In the dim light, she could just make out a figure slumped against the foot of the bed, surrounded by empty bottles and what

turning to Davis with a coldly composed smile. "Well, he's clearly still alive. I

in alarm as she pivoted to leave. "Alpha!"

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