Chapter 10%
- It was a pure Lycan force, far beyond the
Three days later, the man I had rescued finally woke from his coma.
The moment he opened his eyes, a powerful and ancient energy surged through the room. strength of an ordinary Alpha.
His emerald green eyes locked onto mine with shock, elation, and an unmistakable pull–one of fate.
“You you’re my fated mate” he rasped, voice hoarse but absolutely certain.
My heart skipped a beat!
He’s a Lycant
I looked at him, recalling the bloody, broken figure I had found unconscious, Confusion stirred within me. “You’re a Lycan–how were you in such a weakened state?”
He sat up slowly, a trace of bittemess flickering across his handsome face. “I was cursed by a witch, and my powers were sealed. The only way to break the curse was to find my fated mate. Somehow, Maya found out about this secret. She tried to siphon my Lycan blood to give her mate the strength to become an Alpha….
i frowned, thinking back to that night with Sebastian, “Did she succeed? He still seemed like an Omega to me.
Ezequiel shook his head. “No. Until I met you, my power remained dormant. They should be grateful for that–Lycan power would’ve tom a weak Omega like him apart′′E
I nodded thoughtfully.
e, he took out a large diamond ring. His eyes burned with
Suddenly, he got out of bed and dropped to one knee before me. Out of nowhere, I dincenty and intensity.
“Amalia, you are my destined mate. Please marry me and become my Luna, I will devote everything I have to protect you, to make you the mast honored woman in the world.“I
I looked at him and slowly shook my head. My tone was calm but resolute.
“I’m sorry. I can’t accept your proposal. Not until I’ve gotten my revenge, I’m not ready for love.”
A flicker of disappointment crossed his face, but it quickly hardened into determination. “Then I’ll wait for you. No matter how long it takes–ll wait.”
1 offered him a faint smile but said nothing more.
Meanwhile, Damian had begun his next act in this grand performance. Shamelessly, he moved into my grandmother’s house and publicly declared that he would take on the responsibility of managing the family business–for my late mother’s sake.
He flattered my grandfather endlessly, playing the role of the devoted son–in–law. In front of him, he put on a convincing display of “grief,” insisting that my mother’s death had left him devastated. He said it was out of heartbreak and duty that he had to carry the burden himself–because he simply couldn’t allow the Silver Moon Foundation’s billions to fall into the hands of outsiders.
My grandfather watching his cheap theatrics with cold indifference, finally offered him a chance to “prove his loyalty.”
“Our Silver Moon legacy needs a worthy successor,” Grandfather said flatly. “But I can’t hand over a company that shapes the global economy just because of personal ties. You want it? Show me your strength then. Weston’s company has been growing rapidly. Its valuation has surpassed pen billion, with hundreds of subsidiaries overseas. If you can bring his company to bankruptcy within three months, then I’ll believe you’re capable. 2
Damian nodded so quickly he looked like a dog wagging its head.
He mobilized all his resources and launched a direct, ruthless attack on Weston’s carporation.
Within, just one week, the stock plummeted and billions in value were wiped out. The company was devastated
With Weston’s empire collapsing, Maya’s lavish lifestyle crumbled too. She went begging to Damian for help–only to be turned away at
the door.
Desperate and comered, Weston changed tactics.
He began publicly professing his “love” for me, sending truckloads of jewelry and luxury goods in a ridiculous attempt to prove our “special bond” to the world–and to salvage his ruined company’s worth
I watched it all unfold with cold detachment. Once upon a time, I begged him for even a sliver of affection.
Now, the tables had tumed.
“Weston,” I said coolly. “I’m now the sole heir to the Silver Moon legacy. Do you really think a few baubles can move me?”
His body stiffened, his face draining color. “1–I mean it. I have feelings for you. I love you”
I raised a hand to silence him. “Don’t disgust me. I know exactly what you want. But since we once knew each other, I’ll give you a chance”
ing for a lifeline
His head snapped up, eyes wide with desperate hope, like a drowning man grabbing
“A chance? Amalia as long as you give me a chance, I’ll do anything
A mocking smile curved my lips. “It’s simple. If you and Maya can quickly produce an heir, I’ll consider sparing your little “family–for the child’s sake 7
Weston practically stumbled to his feet in a frenzy. “Really? Amalia, are you serious? – do it right away! I go make a child with Maya right now!”
