Dylan’s POVI heard a knock on my office door. "Come in," I called out, not bothering to look up from the paperwork strewn across my desk. The door creaked open, and a woman entered with a polite smile. She held up a file in her hand. "The file you've been asking for is right here. Everything you need is inside," she said.I nodded, distracted. "Okay, thank you." She placed the file on the table, gave a quick nod, and slipped out, closing the door behind her. I barely noticed her leave, too caught up in the storm of thoughts swirling in my head.All day, I’d been buried in trying to uncover the truth, to find out who was behind the vicious rumors about the omega killings. I grabbed the file, opening it with a flick of my wrist, eager to find a clue — any clue. But after hours of reading, my eyes scanning every line, every detail, all I found was frustration. Nothing in this file was of any help. Not a single lead. Nothing useful.The frustration boiled over, and I slammed my fist on th
Sibel’s POVI was stunned when Jolie falsely accused me of pushing Charles, even though everyone saw the guards knock him unconscious. To make matters worse, Paul had manipulated Jolie into lying, telling her to blame me for the incident so he could take Charles to the hospital. It hurt deeply; I never expected Jolie to betray me like this, especially since I considered her a friend."Please forgive me, Sibel," Jolie begged, her voice filled with remorse.My eyes narrowed, the pain and anger still raw. "Why did you lie about me, Jolie? What could possibly make you think that was okay?"Jolie's face crumpled, and she whispered, "I was afraid... and Paul took advantage of that fear. I know I let you down, and I'm deeply sorry."Jolie cried and apologized to me. "Paul forced me to lie! He made me choose between my son's life and blaming you. If you were a mother, what would you do? I'd do anything to save my son. Please forgive me, Sibel. I had to take him to the hospital, and I was trapp
Dylan’s POVI knew I had to think fast, or my chance to enter the club and gather the information I needed would slip away. I quickly scanned the area, taking in the row of people waiting to enter. A plan began to form in my mind. I casually made my way to the end of the line, pretending to belong, and struck up a conversation with a group of people who seemed friendly.After a few minutes of chatting, I learned that one of them had an extra pass and was willing to sell it to me. I quickly made the purchase and returned to the entrance, pass in hand. The security guards barely gave me a second glance as I confidently walked into the club, my heart racing. I had finally gained access to the inner place of the higher-ups, and I was determined to uncover their secrets.As I entered the club, I was immediately struck by the opulence that surrounded me. The dimly lit room was filled with lavish decorations, and the air was filled with the smell of expensive perfume and cigar smoke. I made m
Sibel’s POVAn eerie calm settled over the room as we all fell silent, our eyes fixed on the door, wondering who was on the other side. Footsteps echoed through the stillness, and every gaze remained focused on the entrance, waiting to see who would appear.Dylan walked in, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on us. He paused, locking eyes with us before making his way over and stopping in front of us.Paul’s face was one of utter shock, his eyes wide with astonishment at the sight of Dylan standing there.As soon as I saw Dylan, I rushed to his side, my face lighting up with joy at his unexpected arrival.My expression then shifted to a serious gaze as I turned to face Cara and Paul, locking my eyes onto them with an intense stare.“What’s going on? Why can’t you talk now? Come on, say what you were saying. Are you suddenly scared or something?” My eyes blazed with determination as I spoke, my voice firm and commanding.“Fulfill what you just said. You’ve been bullying Jolie
Dylan’s POVI couldn't help but feel angry with myself for leading Sibel to pretend to be a lowly omega when, in reality, she was far from it.I couldn't bear the thought of what she had been going through at the hands of Paul and Cara, the cruel Betas. I wondered why Sibel had to endure such treatment, and my mind recoiled at the thought of a princess being reduced to a mere maid, forced to suffer the insults and hardships that came with it.If only I had been there for Sibel earlier, none of this would have happened. She wouldn't have suffered the ill treatment, the slapping, and the cruel punishments at the hands of Paul and Cara. It was inhuman, and a princess like Sibel shouldn't have been subjected to such degrading treatment. The thought of it filled me with regret and anger, wondering how things had gone so wrong and why I hadn't been there to protect her from the start.My gaze fixed on Paul, who had turned his back to us, his phone pressed to his ear as he listened intently t
Sibel’s POVI woke up feeling refreshed and ready to go. My morning routine was a must-do. I got down on the floor and cranked out some push-ups, feeling my muscles flex and my heart rate rise. The familiar burn was a good sign—I was alive and kicking. Next, I stepped into the shower and let the cold water wash over me, refreshing my muscles and clearing my mind.After my shower, I stepped out and grabbed a towel from the stool near my wardrobe. I dried myself off, feeling the warmth of the towel on my skin as it absorbed the water. Next, I applied some fresh oils to my body, enjoying the invigorating scent and sensation. With my skin refreshed and rejuvenated, I turned my attention to getting dressed.I reminded myself to keep a low profile, so I chose a simple outfit, something an omega would wear. I selected a humble cloth, nothing fancy or extravagant, just a plain but clean and comfortable garment. I didn't want to draw attention to myself, especially not as a princess in disguise
Sibel’s POVI burst into the office, my eyes scanning the room with alarm. What I saw made my blood boil. Jolie was standing there, her face buried in her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks. Cara's hand was still raised, the livid mark of her palm imprinted on Jolie's cheek. Leo lounged against the desk, a smirk plastered on his face.My anger flared as I clenched my fists in outrage. Without hesitation, I strode forward, my eyes blazing with fury. “How dare you!” I shouted, my voice echoing off the walls. “Leave her alone, you bullies!”Paul’s face turned beet red with rage as he thundered at me, “How dare you barge into my office in such a manner! Are you out of your mind? Have you completely lost all respect for your superior?”I stood tall, my eyes locked on Paul’s, refusing to back down. The air was electric with tension as we engaged in a silent stare-down.Finally, Paul broke the silence, his voice low and menacing. “Get out!” he barked, his words echoing off the walls. “Thi
Sibel’s POV"Why are you all behaving like this?" I demanded, my voice trembling with emotion. "Bullying the weaker ones, taking advantage of those who can't defend themselves. How do you justify this? Don't you have any conscience?"Leo snorted dismissively. "Conscience? Ha! This is the way of the pack. The strong survive, and the weak perish. That's how it's always been.""And what about the alpha?" I pressed. "If he eventually find out how you're treating us, the omegas, what do you think will happen? Don't you fear his wrath?"Leo sneered. "The alpha is too busy with his own affairs to care about what happens to you. And even if he did find out, do you think he'd punish me? I'm a high-ranking beta, Sibel. I have power and influence.""A donation was made to Jolie, wasn’t it? And now she's begging for help, and you people refuse to give it to her? That's inhuman!" My voice quivered with anger.Leo raised an eyebrow, his expression incredulous. "Are you out of your mind? Are you call