**Midnight Letters by Daniel Crowe**
\n**Chapter 105**<\/p>\n
**Aysel\u2019s POV**<\/p>\n
Fenrir stared at me, his expression a mix of disbelief and confusion. \u201cBut tonight\u2019s performance is the only one the Moonspire Theater is hosting.\u201d His voice carried a hint of desperation, as if he believed that the mere fact of the theater\u2019s schedule could somehow dictate our actions.<\/p>\n
In a world where vast territories sprawled out like a tapestry woven with ancient Pack alliances, the Moonspire was known for its strict adherence to order. They never allowed two shows to run simultaneously. The chaos that would ensue\u2014too many wolves crammed into tight quarters, the potential for dominance fights erupting among Alphas and their followers\u2014was a risk they simply could not afford.<\/p>\n
Before I had the chance to formulate a response, a voice floated toward us, smooth yet laced with an undercurrent of venom, cutting through the tension like a knife. \u201cWell, well. I\u2019ve seen wolves fight over parents, money, even roles on stage\u2026 but fighting over who gets to visit the practice hall?\u201d<\/p>\n
It was Julia, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she emerged from the shadows of the theater\u2019s archway. Her scent was a potent mix of sweat and self-satisfaction, a clear indication that she had just completed a vigorous sprint.<\/p>\n
All eyes turned to her, drawn by the magnetism of her presence.<\/p>\n
Julia\u2014my delightful troublemaker from the chorus line\u2014stood there, clad in her training leathers, leaning against a polished marble pillar, desperately trying to catch her breath. She must have bolted the moment she learned that Magnus and I were at the main entrance instead of sneaking through the VIP tunnels like usual.<\/p>\n
She had arrived just in time to witness the Moonvale Pack\u2019s blunders unfolding before her. And of course, she wouldn\u2019t let such an opportunity slip away; many of these wolves had made her life a living hell during rehearsals, their disdain evident under Celestine\u2019s iron-fisted rule.<\/p>\n
This was her chance to strike back, and no wolf with any pride would let such an opportunity pass without taking a bite.<\/p>\n
The moment our eyes locked, she flashed me a grin, the kind that spoke volumes. She already understood the unspoken truth: I was her \u201cmysterious investor,\u201d her Alpha lurking in the shadows. And standing beside me was Rafe, the continent\u2019s strongest Alpha, a figure who commanded respect and fear in equal measure.<\/p>\n
It was precisely the kind of \u201ccoincidence\u201d that would send ripples of unease through Celestine\u2019s camp.<\/p>\n
I smiled back, feeling a surge of warmth as I reached for the bouquet I had tucked under my arm, extending it toward her.<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry, Julia. I won\u2019t be able to attend tomorrow\u2014my schedule is packed. So, I thought I\u2019d drop by today for an early visit. Wishing you all the blessings of moon and fang for your performance.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face lit up, genuine warmth breaking through her usual bravado.<\/p>\n
\u201cAysel, just knowing you remember us is more than enough. Truly. Without your support, half of this production would have gone up in flames.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice softened, a rare moment of sincerity that caught me off guard. But she wasn\u2019t wrong.<\/p>\n
Celestine\u2019s sabotage attempts had been unyielding, relentless in their cruelty.<\/p>\n
With the main sponsor off traveling abroad, Julia had been instructed to follow my directives. I hadn\u2019t needed to lift a finger before the chaos began: the understudy\u2019s blocked technique, the prop smith\u2019s catastrophic blunder. I had quietly sent in my own people, swift and efficient. The stage was saved, and their reputations restored. And the crucial showcase for Madame Sophia Holland\u2019s team? They had nailed it, and already whispers of potential collaboration had begun to circulate.<\/p>\n
Julia turned her attention to Fenrir, chin held high, defiance radiating from her.<\/p>\n
\u201cJust because your Celestine Ward has a performance doesn\u2019t mean the rest of us are forbidden from training. This isn\u2019t her territory. We didn\u2019t steal her stage. So\u2026 would you mind moving?\u201d<\/p>\n
Fenrir\u2019s jaw twitched, a flicker of anger flashing across his features. He stepped aside, his posture stiff and humiliated, the defeat evident in his body language.<\/p>\n
Whispers began to ripple through the gathered wolves, a cacophony of speculation and judgment:<\/p>\n
\u201cSo she wasn\u2019t here for Celestine Ward?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMoonvale Pack reacted like she was\u2014can\u2019t blame anyone for misreading.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI knew it. After everything they\u2019ve done to her? No way Aysel would come running back like a loyal pup.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMoonvale just doesn\u2019t have the fate to climb high, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd she came with Magnus Sanchez, no less.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd did no one notice who she\u2019s visiting? Julia\u2014Celestine\u2019s rival.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOne wolf comes to support the underdog. Another wolf waits at the door, desperate for her attention. Clear where her loyalties lie.\u201d<\/p>\n
Their commentary was anything but subtle, and no one bothered to lower their voices, the atmosphere thick with tension.<\/p>\n
The Moonvale Pack flushed a deep, ugly red, embarrassment washing over them like a tide.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have to destroy Celestine\u2019s debut like this,\u201d Luna Evelyn murmured, disappointment saturating her words.<\/p>\n
Unlike Alpha Remus or his sons, Luna Evelyn recognized Julia the moment she laid eyes on her. Celestine\u2019s greatest rival\u2014the she-wolf Celestine had spent years undermining, plotting against behind the scenes.<\/p>\n
By walking in with Magnus and presenting Julia with flowers in front of the entire theater, I had effectively unfurled a banner of Pack-blessing for Julia. Tomorrow, every wolf with a nose for gossip would be sniffing around her instead of Celestine.<\/p>\n
Two debut performances. One inevitable comparison.<\/p>\n
And they all knew which side I had chosen.<\/p>\n
I cut off Evelyn\u2019s rebuke with a low, cold growl that curled beneath my voice, a warning.<\/p>\n
\u201cLuna Evelyn, you may be Celestine\u2019s mother, but you hold no authority over me. Whatever principles you employ to keep your own children in line\u2014save them for them. I am not yours. I will do exactly as I choose.\u201d<\/p>\n
My wolf surged beneath my skin, teeth pressing against the fabric of reality, a reminder of the power that lay within me.<\/p>\n
And finally, the Moonvale Pack fell silent.<\/p>\n
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