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I agreed right away. It had nothing to do with personal ties.
From a Pack standpoint, buying that territory for fifty billion made no financial sense.
The entire handover process went incredibly smoothly.
Unexpectedly, Eric was the last to find out.
Once that was settled, I finally felt like I could breathe again.
I was in a great mood when I happily agreed to Astrid’s invitation to hit the central city’s luxury auto expo.
The moment I stepped into the showroom, one sports car immediately caught my eye-Stellar Tear.
It sat on the central platform, that aerodynamic body gleaming under the lights with the signature cold sheen of Star-Iron. It looked more like a work of art than a vehicle.
This wasn’t just transportation-it was a status symbol.
Even among the elite of the capital, there were very few who could afford it.
I couldn’t help walking closer, lightly brushing the cold surface with my fingers. I smiled and said to Astrid, “This car’s gorgeous. Honestly, it belongs in my garage.”
My tone was half joking, but my mind was already calculating whether I could take this beauty home.
Astrid tugged at the corner of her mouth, teasing, “Your Majesty, you’re really getting cocky now.”
I was just about to fire back when a voice called out behind me-familiar, but not welcome.
“How much for this car? I’ll take it.”
I froze, turning around-and sure enough, there stood Lyana, with Slyvana right beside her.
Lyana was dressed in a sharply tailored black suit, her presence cold and commanding.
Slyvana stood slightly behind her, her presence much weaker in comparison, but she was staring at me with open provocation and a smug smile that she didn’t bother to hide.
I raised an eyebrow. Not surprising.
Smoke Pack and Crimson Moon Pack were clearly allied now. That Lyana would know Slyvana wasn’t shocking.
But for her to actually get along with that bratty, spoiled little princess?
Now that was impressive.
“So it’s the Alpha of Smoke Pack.”
I smiled slightly, my tone calm with a hint of probing. “You’ve got your eye on this car?”
Lyana’s lips curved, her gaze flickering slightly like she was hiding something. “Yeah. The moment I saw it, I knew I had to have it. Didn’t expect the Queen of Rogue Pack to be interested too.”
Before I could say anything, Slyvana jumped in, her tone sharp.
“Leslie hasn’t paid yet, right? That means it’s still up for grabs. Why should anyone get first dibs? Alpha competition has always been survival of the fittest.”
Her eyes glittered with challenge-clearly hoping to see me humiliated.
I glanced at her, unbothered.
After everything I’ve crushed her with, she still dares to mouth off? She must be feeling bold with Lyana backing her up.
The sales rep nearby spoke up awkwardly.
“Uh… Rogue Pack lady hasn’t paid, that’s true, but this car is just a display piece. It’s not for sale…”
“That’s not a problem. Everything has a price.”
Lyana cut him off smoothly, still smiling. But her eyes never left me.
“Since you’re the host of this city, Rogue Pack lady, I trust you won’t be so petty as to compete with a visiting Alpha?”
Her words were polite. Her smile was not.
There was a blade behind it, sharp and pointed.
My heart sank a little.
Hostility?
Lyana and I had no real history. Where was all this heat coming from?
But I wasn’t stupid. The provocation in her tone couldn’t be clearer.
I narrowed my eyes slightly, kept my smile steady, and let my mind start to turn.
Lyana, what kind of game are you playing?
Leslie’s POV
I stepped aside with perfect poise, gesturing politely with a smile at my lips. “Of course not. If the Alpha of Smoke Pack has her eye on ‘Stellar Tear,’ be my guest.”
My tone was calm as still water, but inside I was laughing coldly.
This woman was clearly targeting me. A three-million-credit sports car and she just casually says she’ll take it? What is she trying to pull?
A flicker of surprise passed through Lyana’s eyes, like she hadn’t expected me to give in so easily.
Her sharp gaze locked on me, clearly trying to read my thoughts.
I met her eyes with a steady smile, revealing nothing, but my mind was already racing.
This aggressive posture of hers-it wasn’t just about a car. Not even close.
The showroom manager hurried over, his attitude practically groveling, like he was serving royalty. “Smoke Pack Alpha, ‘Stellar Tear’ isn’t technically for sale, but if you’d like it, we can part with it for three million credits.”
Three million!
Slyvana’s eyes bulged. She looked like the number had knocked the breath right out of her.
But Lyana didn’t flinch. She pulled out a black crystal card, her voice as cold as ice. “Run it.”
The card glinted darkly under the lights-a clear symbol of her wealth.
Slyvana clapped and cheered right away, her voice shrill and over-the-top. “Lyana, you’re a queen among Alphas! This car was made for you!”
I lifted a brow, smirking to myself.
Little princess really knew how to cling to power when she saw it.
Astrid and I exchanged a look. I shrugged and said lazily, “Alpha of Smoke Pack, we’ve got other places to be. We’ll excuse ourselves now.”
Lyana’s eyes flickered. The corners of her lips curved into a vague, unreadable smile. “Why don’t we go together?”
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