Chapter 83: The Whip’s Bite

Mara’s

The room had exploded into a storm—voices raised to shrieks, emotions cracking and snapping like jagged lightning bolts—but I stood calmly, a satisfied smile hidden carefully behind my controlled lips. Everything was falling apart exactly the way my plan required. Every shout, every furious accusation, every unexpected hit only pushed this dramatic story further into complete chaos, and chaos always worked perfectly in my favor.

I watched Noah wiping ...