Chapter 11

• Raven
• I stood in front of the mirror, my reflection staring back at me. Today was the day I would return to Black Stone Group, not as the dutiful wife Emerson expected, but as a woman with a plan. My hair was neatly styled, and my makeup was flawless, every detail carefully crafted to present myself as the perfect, composed wife of the Alpha. But beneath this polished exterior, a storm brewed. This wasn’t just about showing up for work. It was about plotting my revenge, learning Emerson’s secrets, and slowly tearing down the world he thought he controlled.
• I fastened the delicate gold necklace around my neck, its cool weight a reminder of the role I was playing. I needed to play this smart—act the part of the high-profile wife while moving silently, unnoticed, as I dismantled the foundation Emerson had built.