Chapter 161 288 Vouchers "Once I claim her, she'll be mine-completely; she is their rightful alpha, and they'll have no choice but to submit to me." The possessiveness in his tone makeswant to retch. "With her as my mate, I'll gain control over the council and everything Jefferson left behind. It's the only way to ensure we're untouchable." The words settle like poison in my mind, and I feel a wave of nausea twist my stomach. Rhett isn't just after power; he's after absolute control, and he's willing to useas a pawn to seize it. By forcing a bond with me, he'd claim my birthright as his own, subjugating my pack and forcing them to bend to his will. He wouldn't care about the traditions, the people, the alliances carefully built over generations. All he wants is the authority the bond will give him-control of the council, influence over the packs, and a foothold in the heart of my family's legacy.
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Bianca's voice breaks into my thoughts, laced with skepticism. "I don't think you understand what you're dealing with, Rhett." There's a pause, and I can almost picture her rolling her eyes, the exasperation in her tone evident. "Do you really think that once you've marked her, everything will fall into place? Do you think the council will just accept you, no questions asked?" As they continue to argue, I redouble my efforts to escape, tugging frantically at my restraints, biting down on the panic clawing at my insides. My wrists burn from the chafing, but I don't care. I can't stay here, trapped, helpless, while Rhett O x+ ||| O < Chapter 161 288 iVouchers spins his web around me, around my pack, around everything my family built.
He continues, voice dripping with dark resolve. "I'm not losing this opportunity, Bianca. I killed my own father for everything to ctogether, and I won't let scouncil members ruin it because of this bitch. She just had to run to the king." He killed his father? The realization slams intolike a punch. Rhett's ruthlessness knows no bounds. He's willing to destroy anyone who stands in his way, even his own blood. And if he's already proven he can do that, what would he be willing to do to my people-to the wolves of my father's pack, my pack! "You're insane," Bianca hisses, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and disgust. "This is too far, Rhett. Even for you." listen with my heart in my throat, my body taut with tension as their voices rise and fall, thick with barely concealed hostility. Rhett's emotions spill into the air, volatile and unpredictable, his ambition dark and twisted. The depths of his delusion are staggering, and I realize with a sickening certainty that he doesn't just see this as a grab for power-he sees it as something he's entitled to. And if he succeeds, everything will be tainted by his touch.
"Insane?" Rhett snarls. "I'm the only one seeing clearly here. This is our chance to take control, to reshape the pack into something stronger, to take the entire city. You knew this!" Reshape the pack? The implications hithard. If Rhett gains control, he won't just stop at my pack. He'll expand his grip, he'd hold the largest pack in the country if he forces my 37.03% ||| O Chapter 161
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father's pack into his. The council, already a fragile balance of alliances and rivalries, will crumble under his manipulation if he continues taking pack after pack. The packs-onde e independent, proud-would be crushed into a single entity under his rule, obedient to his whims, stripped of their voices and freedoms. The idea makes my blood run cold. Surely this isn't possible, yet he speaks with such certainty it's hard to understand how he thinks all this is actually possible that everyone would step aside and allow it.
And the ports... If he takes over, he'll control the flow of goods, people, and information. The ports are a lifeline, e connecting us to other packs, to alliances beyond our territory. Under his control, every transaction, every alliance, would be subject to his scrutiny, his greed. Trade would suffer. Packs would be cut off, isolated, forced into submission. Our community would be weakened, the bonds between packs severed as he drains every resource for his own gain. He'd strangle the heart of our territory until there was nothing left.