Chapter 17

Lorelei I can't help but laugh in his face, my eyes filled with mockery. I stare at his handsome features, wondering how I never noticed the cruelty lurking beneath his attractive exterior in my previous life. “Huh. So that's your big loyalty pitch?” Lorelei tilted her head, voice flat. “No pay. No rank. Just endless errands and vague promises.” She gave him a slow, pitying smile. “Honestly, I've seen cults with more transparent contracts.” Alpha Yuvan opened his mouth, but she cut him off with a wave of her hand. “Save it. You're not offering opportunity—you're offering servitude with a side of gaslighting.” She stepped past him, deliberately brushing his shoulder like dust off her coat. “Keep your precious ‘job.' I'd rather clean toilets for a biker gang.” He stood frozen for a moment, clearly stunned. Then, rage overtook him and he lunged. Lorelei pivoted and drove her boot squarely into his gut. The thud echoed down the hallway as Yuvan crashed into the bathroom door, knocking it o