Chapter 65
Owen’s POV
The news hit le a thunderclap, Ganon locked up in jail. How did it spread so fast? The Direstone back had barely even processed it, but within minutes, it felt like the whole town knew I wasn’t the least bit shocked: Things always moved quickly around bera
The Disc house, of course, wasn’t immune to the chas1.
I could feel the heat from the kitchen even before I stepped through the door, Corta’s shrill voice cut through the air as entered, her anger so thick it almest made the walls sweat. The moment she saw me, she didn’t hold back
“What are we gonna do now?” she screeched, her fists shaking. “We threw twenty thousand at Garmon to get Owen that position, and no–now he’s in ja?! We’re just throwing money down the drai
Her face was flushed, her eyes wild with panic, and before I could even open my mouth, she grabbed the nearest
ot pot of tea. A singõe, enraged swipe, and it splashed across the maid’s face. The ceramic pot followed, smashing into the wall with a deafeningeark.
Ruwan didn’t finch, but I could see the frustration simmering just beneath the surface. The pressure was mounting–financial pressure, political pressure. Hell, the whole damn family was on the edge.
“You know, I was against this from the start,” Ruvan muttered, running a hand through his thinning hair. “Bribing Gamon was never going to work. And now, what do we have? Nothing.”
“Nothing!” Corla’s voice cracked with fury, “You’re worried about your damn watch? I told you we shouldn’t have thrown Miela away. You were the one who said we should give up on her, and look where that got us. Now, not just our daughter’s future but our son’s is on the line, tool”
Ruvan slammed his fist on the table, knocking a glass to the floor. “Enough! If you yell at me one more time, is
The words died in his throat as Corla yanked the tablecloth off, sending dishes crashing to the floor. Her breath was ragged, and the anger in her yes could have started a fire.
“The only one who doesn’t see the big picture here is you, Ruvan. We should’ve fought for Miela! But no–you gave up on her, said she was finished, and now look at us!” Her voice cracked, a sickening realization settling between us.
He sucked in a breath, his chest rising and falling like a man drowning in water. After a long, painful silence, he rubbed his face, his anger dating
“Alright, alright,” Ruvan grumbled, rubbing his temples. “Maybe it’s too soon to assign blame. But we need to fix this. Now. We need a plan.”
“Aplan?” Corla scoffed, hands on her hips. “What plan? Do you even know what the hell you’re talking about, Ruvan?”
“I think we should go back to Miela…” he trailed off, his voice unsteady.
Corla’s eyes flashed. “Back to her? After everything she’s been through? You’re out of your mind. She’s in the slums now, scrubbing toilets for a living. She couldn’t even get Alpha Thome to look her way when she was a damn princess! You think he’s gonna help her now?”
“Stop talking about her like that!” Ruvan snapped, his voice raw. “It’s not like we have many options. We have to go to Owen first. He’s the one who came up with this mess. He needs to fix it.”
Corla stormed toward the door, her eyes blazing ine. We’ll go to him. Let’s see what he’s got to say about this disaster.”
We found Owen in the gym, lifting weights like nothing was wrong. He didn’t even pause when we barged in.
“Owen, what the hell are you doing?” Corla screamed. “Garron’s in jail! The whole world is about to implode!”
Owen didn’t even flinch. He tossed the towel around his neck, wiping his face like it was a normal Tuesday, “I know, Mom. Relax. There’s no need to panic. It’s all under control.”
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Iexchanged a look with Corla. “What do you mean, under control?” Lasked, stepping closer. “Do you have a
Owen grinned, clearly enjoying the chaos. “Yeah, I’ve got a plan. Garron may be in jail, but guess who became Gamma abar him?
“Who?” Corla and I asked in undsen.
*Triss.” Owen said, leaning back with a smig smile, “His father’s apprentice, She’s Gamma now
Carla blinked, speechless. “Awoman?”
I couldn’t hide my scoff. “Alpha Thorne is out of his mind if he thinks a woman can lead the army”
But Owen wasn’t deterred. He leaned in, eyes sparkling with newfound excitement. “This is perfect for me. With Garron nut, I can finally the to the top Triss? She’s weak. She doesn’t have the strength to lead. She’s traple, I get the power I deserve now.”
Ruvan and Coria exchanged a glanced. The idea seemed to have caught their attention. Corla put a hand to her chin, considering it. “So, you’ve put a shot with her?”
Owen shrugged, nonchalant, “A couple of encounters. I’ve even punched her during training, just to prove how ‘manly‘
I rolled my eyes. “You really think hitting a woman will impress her?”
“Doesn’t matter,” Owen said, brushing past me. “Women love strength. And ifI can show her I’m the strongest, I’ll be in charge.”
Corta clapped her hands, excitement bubbling up inside her. “Alright, let’s go meet this Triss. We’ll bring cookies. You know, to sweeten the deal.”
Owen frowned. “You don’t need to bring cookies, Mom. Trust me, I’ve got this.”
But she wasn’t hearing it. “Trust me, son. You need all the help you can get.”
We headed out to the training field, where Owen led us to Triss’s office. He pushed the door open without knocking, barging in like he owned the place
Inside, Triss and Elara were huddled around a map, deep in discussion, Corla fraze when she saw Elara, her eyes wide with shock. “What’s she doin here?” Corla hissed, pointing a finger at Elara.
Elara raised an eyebrow, unphased. “This is the Gamma’s office. I’m a Gamma, so yeah, I’m allowed here. What’s your
Triss shot Owen a cold, steely look, her voice clipped. “What do you want?”
excuse?”
Owen didn’t hesitate. “I want to propose a partnership,” he said, stepping forward with confidence. 111 fight for you, make sure you get the power you deserve. You might be weak, but be your strength.”
Elara burst out laughing.
“What the hell is so funny?” Corla demanded, her eyes flashing,
Elara wiped a tear from her eye. “You really think Triss is weaker than you, Owen? Is that what you believe?”
Owen crossed his arms, rolling his eyes. “Of course, Imean, you’re both women, right? You’ve got to be weaker”
Triss’s eyes narrowed to slits. I thought she might p him apart right there, but Elara was quicker, stepping in front of he
“Alright, Owen,” Elara said, cracking her knuckles. “Let’s put your theory to the test.” She tossed her sleeves up, grinning. “A one–on–one Right here. Right now. The loser does laps. On their knees, Barking like a dog”
Owen stood frozen for a split second before he shot back, “You’re on.”
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