Lugard.
I stood perfectly still in the corner of the room, my eyes tracking every subtle movement as the scene unfolded.
Watching the cold, calculating way she dismantled her enemy, it became crystal clear that Theresa was a deeply dangerous woman when crossed.
She was not someone you could just push around; no one messed with her and walked away without paying a heavy price.
A fierce, burning pride swelled deep in my chest. This brilliant, ruthless woman was my mate, and she belonged to me.
I stared at the mahogany table, still struggling to process the reality of it all. I never would have imagined, not even in my wildest dreams, that the great and mighty Bloodfang Group would simply cease to exist.
Yet, right before my eyes, its legacy was crumbling into dust. Looking over at Alex's pale, trembling face, I knew he was regretting the exact day he had ever crossed paths with my Theresa.
