Chapter 6: Victory of the Fox (Winona’s POV)
I closed the door to my house and leaned against it, letting out a long, exaggerated sigh before wiping the fake tears from my cheeks. It had been a performance worthy of an Oscar. The solemn gazes, the whispered condolences, the pitiful looks cast my way–I played the grieving victim. flawlessly.
But now, with no one watching, I let the mask slip. A sly grin spread across my face. as I straightened, the weight of the day lifting. I kicked off my shoes, humming to myself, and spun in a slow circle in the middle of the living room.
Soon, I thought, savoring the taste of triumph. Very soon, Scott will be mine.
I twirled toward the mirror, catching my reflection. My wolf stirred within me, a smug growl of satisfaction echoing in my mind. I stared at myself, tilting my head. I
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wasn’t just any she–wolf–I was destined to stand beside the Alpha.
The memories tugged at me, unbidden but welcome. I’d known Scott since we were pups, our fathers inseparable as Alpha and Beta. Back then, I thought it was written in the stars. I’d be his Luna, and he’d be mine. Everyone assumed it; even Scott hadn’t argued.
Then everything changed.
The rogues came, and Scott was dragged into the woods, bloodied and broken. I waited for him to return, believing his rescue would strengthen our bond. But when he finally stumbled back into the pack‘ s territory, something was different. He barely acknowledged me. He threw himself into training and preparing for leadership, ignoring the connection we were supposed to have.
When his father died and Scott became
Alpha, I thought, Now. Now is the moment. we‘ ve waited for.
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But he left.
He disappeared for months, and when he returned, she was with him. Ariana. An outsider. A nobody. And Scott dared to introduce her as his mate, the future Luna of the pack.
I remember standing among the gathered wolves, my nails digging into my palms as he spoke. My wolf snarled in protest, her fury barely contained.
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Still, I bided my time. I knew better than to act impulsively. My father taught me the value of patience, of strategy.
And it worked.
It started with small things. A passing glance. A polite conversation. The way Scott would linger a moment too long when I was near. He wasn‘ t as happy with Ariana as he pretended to be. I could see it. I could feel it. And when he comforted me after my dog’s “tragic death,” I knew I
had him.
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Killing that mangy mutt was a small price to pay. It wasn’t hard to make it look like. an accident. A few crocodile tears and a carefully timed breakdown, and Scott was at my side, his arm around me, whispering words of reassurance.
Ariana noticed, of course. She wasn’t as clueless as I’d hoped, but that only made it more satisfying. Watching her struggle, watching her doubt herself–it was
delicious. She might have been his mate, but I was the one who understood him. I was the one who could truly stand beside him as his equal.
Today had been the final nail in the coffin. Ariana was unraveling, her grief consuming her. Scott‘ s guilt was palpable, his attention split. All I had to do was wait. He was already leaning on me more than her, seeking my support, my comfort.
“Poor Ariana,” I muttered, my voice dripping with mock sympathy. “So fragile. So broken.”
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I laughed, low and throaty, as I poured myself a glass of wine. The pack deserved a strong Luna, someone who wouldn’t crack under pressure. Someone like me.
As I sipped the wine, I thought about Scott’s reaction to Ariana‘ s departure. He had been restless, torn between wanting to fix things and not knowing how. He didn’t realize it yet, but he needed me. I was his anchor, his constant.
I set the glass down and moved to the window, staring out at the moonlit forest. My wolf stirred again, her excitement mirroring my own.
“A little longer,” I murmured, running a hand through my hair. “Just a little longer, and it‘ ll all fall into place.”
I thought about the future–standing beside Scott as his Luna, leading the pack together. He would forget about Ariana.
soon enough. She wasn‘ t strong enough for this life, not like I was.
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But first, I needed to seal the deal. I couldn’t afford to let my guard down, not yet. Scott might still be clinging to the remnants of his bond with her, but I would shatter it completely.
For now, though, I let myself revel in the small victory. Ariana was out of the picture, and Scott was already halfway mine.
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