Chapter 65

Lorelei I watched Alpha Keith’s Porsche slam into Alpha Harvey’s car with a mixture of shock and vindictive satisfaction. The screech of metal against metal echoed through the parking lot like a war cry. For a moment, everything felt suspended—the sound, the air, even my breath. The crash wasn’t fatal—just enough to send a message. A warning. My phone buzzed with a text message. “Don’t worry. I’ve got you.” Just five simple words, yet they carried an unmistakable arrogance that could only come from Alpha Keith. I could practically hear his voice in my head—smooth, self-assured, and a little smug. A small smile tugged at my lips as I imagined Alpha Harvey and Winnie’s furious expressions. They were always so used to being the ones in control. For once, they were scrambling—and I was watching it happen. I drove to a small coffee shop downtown, quickly spotting my contact seated in a corner by the window. He was exactly where I'd told him to be—neutral expression, hoodie up, fingers tappi