“Selina, do you even understand the rules and etiquette of the wolf kingdom?”
Ryan’s golden eyes burned with fury as he glared at me, his tone colder than the winds in winter.
He turned and helped Saya to her feet, his movements so gentle they bordered on absurd. He carefully touched her swollen cheek, his expression filled with pain and concern.
“Selina, apologize.” His voice was low but commanding. “Bow your head, admit your mistake to her in front of everyone here, and I’ll let this slide. I won’t pursue it any further.”
I almost laughed out loud.
How foolish I was in my previous life.
The moment I discovered Saya’s schemes, I wrote a secret letter to Ryan. In painstaking detail, I explained how she had been manipulating him, using her feigned fragility to win over the sympathy of the wolf pack elders.
I warned him, “Saya isn’t as simple as she seems. Every step she’s taken toward you has been calculated.”
The very next day, news broke that Saya had “poisoned herself to death.”
But it wasn’t a feigned death.
It was real.
