The Almighty Dominance

"I'll get us a deal with the Eden Group," Sofina announcement hit the room like a gunshot.

For a heartbeat, silence. Then the whole hall burst into laughter. Some people laughed so hard they clutched their stomachs, wiping tears from their eyes.

Everyone thought she'd lost her mind. Trying to steal Grandma Wolfsbane's attention with that kind of nonsense?

Foolish. Desperate. Didn't she know how to read the room?

The Wolfsbane family was on thin ice, and the Eden Group wasn't just some local company-it was the largest Group in Winchester.

For a family like theirs, even being noticed by Eden was a miracle. To talk about deals was like a fly demanding a seat at the king's table.

Beatrix smirked, her voice dripping with scorn. "Sofina Scheinwald, do you honestly think you can land a deal with the Eden Group? Keep dreaming. It's impossible for someone like you."

Annabella leaned forward, sneering. "Who do you think you are, Sofina? You think Eden Group belongs to your husband? Your recklessness will drag our family through the mud. You're not even a real Wolfsbane-and yet you dare to use our name like you own it?"

Another relative chimed in, voice sharp. "Annabella's right! If Eden Group turns her away, the whole city will laugh at us!"

Sofina felt her face heat up, blood rushing to her cheeks.

She could feel their eyes-mocking, cruel, pitying.

Her status in the family had never been strong, but now it sank to rock bottom.

She clenched her fists, wishing she could swallow the words back. Why had she listened to Alex? Why did she let him push her into this madness?

Her glare found him.

smiled faintly. He stepped forward,

up onto the table again-like a man who didn't care whose house

tall in the center of the hall, ready to speak like a man

began, "the greatness of the Wolfsbane name seems ready to die with this

hand toward the Baroness sitting at

carried your bloodline through fire and still stands unbroken. Yet none of you can see it. You call her a senile old woman, a fool chasing lost dreams. You say she's

Wolfsbane's lips twitched. She liked the sound of support-but the way Alex said it made her

toward Annabella. "And you, Annabella-you're the real disgrace here. Your face being

You should just change your name to Asshole Bella. All you ever do is sneer

her eyes. Being insulted like that—by a man the family still called a half-slave-was unbearable. Before she could speak, Alex had already cut her off, not giving her a chance to say a word. He turned to Beatrix next, pointing straight

"And you-Beatrix. The

She gave you everything-her trust, her pride, her blessings. And this is how you fepay her? By mocking her dreams

before she

suits you. And your husband? The man siphoning off

He doesn't have the courage to stand at the front when she gives an order.

sneered, "No-he hides behind his wife's skirts, trembling while others carry

Alex was relentless. His voice cut through

The woman flinched.

name. She's the only one with the courage to stand up and got. Yet instead of supporting, her or the Baroness-you just sit there, quiet as stone, doing nothing. You're letting them all rot while you pretend

spat them in everyone's faces, showing no

said, "you're a damn shame wearing human skin. A disgrace to your own blood. When Baroness Wolfsbane tells you to die,

no―you don't do it! The moment she asks you to stand for something greater, to bring honor

that burden, you laugh at her. You tear her down. You're supposed to be family, but you've become graves for each other-burying every spark of courage

people even believe about the Wolfsbane name? You only see it as a curse, a stain you can't