It seemed like a trivial matter, but the more I thought about what she’d said, the more something felt off.
Ryan was sick and calling my name?
He wasn’t exactly the type to be so sentimental over me.
And the last time he mentioned something about dreaming that we were getting married…
Could it be that he had also been reborn?
But then again, nothing is impossible. It was strange enough that I got a second chance at life.
But… if he really remembered his past life, where would my third move lead me?
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Chapter 13
I promised Alaric that if we worked together, we would be able to take control of the Bloodveil Pack with three well–placed moves.
The painful lesson from my past life had taught me one crucial thing–I must never allow Ryan to stabilize his position as heir to the Alpha King.
I arranged for people to keep a close watch on Ryan’s every move.
He was slowly recovering, and on the surface, everything seemed normal. Ryan no longer came looking for me, but he had delayed his engagement ceremony with Saya.
This unusual calm made me uneasy.
Ryan’s personality had always been decisive and efficient. For him to delay his engagement -could it mean there was more to it?
My third move was set to begin on a particular night, one month later. It was a night the Bloodveil Pack would face an unexpected, life–altering change.
In the wolf kingdom, the ceremony to replace the Alpha King was never a peaceful transition of power. It was always a storm that swept through all the packs.
No one would willingly relinquish supreme power, and those coveting the throne would never miss an opportunity.
But Ryan should have been the exception.
He didn’t have any strong competitors.
In my past life, Leopold had unexpectedly passed away, and the guards only discovered it the next morning. Ryan had taken over the wolf kingdom without a hitch, his ascension to power entirely unchallenged.
But this time, the situation had changed dramatically.
There was Alaric.
There was me.
As long as my third move was precise and ruthless enough, kicking Ryan out of the game would be no trouble.
I followed the plan meticulously, preparing each step with care. I worked with my father to refine our strategy for collaborating with the Bloodveil Pack. At the same time, Alaric and I quietly coordinated the placement of key leaders within their ranks.
Meanwhile, Ryan’s side remained eerily calm. He still spent his days drinking heavily in the palace, indulging in endless revelry. Saya continued to cry and seek sympathy from
everyone.
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Before I knew it, a a month had passed.
As
night fell, I sent Ryan a a text message.
[Midnight, same place. See
you
there.]
