Chapter 105
Vanya
Alexander Steele sat there with the kind of calm only a man who had already planned every move could carry. His expression wasn’t casual—it was deliberate, a mask polished in advance. Every word he’d spoken so far had been placed like pieces in a trap, hemming me in from every direction.
A moment ago, I’d been doubting myself. Now, his words were like a slap, jolting me awake.
He wasn’t just talking about the Trials. He was talking about my life. My future. My worth.
No matter which way I turned, no one seemed to understand—this wasn’t about ambition or ego. I was Alpha-born. It was my right to lead my pack as its Alpha, not to be reduced to someone’s Luna like a decorative crown on a head that wasn’t mine.
And yet, Alexander spoke as though I should be grateful for
