Olivia's POV
"Remember, put on your best performance. The goal isn't just to make them jealous—but to make them feel the pain you once felt. Alright?" Alpha Damien whispered in my ear the moment we stepped onto the combat ground.
His breath was warm against my skin, and his words stirred something sharp and cold in my chest. I gave him a single nod, my expression unreadable.
My heart pounded as I stepped into the open, the scent of sweat, steel, and earth wrapping around me like a cloak. I knew the moment I walked in, they noticed.
Their eyes burned into me—Louis, Lennox, and Levi. I could feel their gazes from across the field, thick with tension, confusion, and possession.
My wolf stirred inside me. "If looks could kill, Alpha Damien would be dead by now," she scoffed.
But I didn't look at them.
