Call Jen

with a snarl I **** my breathing steady, claws digging into my palms as I pulled up my contacts list.

One name.

I didn’t hesitate.

The call connected on the third ring.

Jen’s face filled the air.

And my stomach dropped.

She looked wrecked.

Hair damp and sticking to her face, face flushed deep. Her pupils were blown wide, unfocused, like she was half a second behind reality. Sweat beaded along her neck, collarbone rising and falling fast as she panted.

She looked like she’d just run miles or ...

Her breathing stuttered when she saw me.

“Alice,” she said, voice breathy and uneven. “I I didn’t know if you’d ”

I cut her off.

“What the fuck happened to you.”

Not a question.

An accusation.

Jen swallowed, eyes flicking sideways like she was listening to something I couldn’t hear. Her jaw clenched, shoulders tensing as if she were fighting her own body.

“I’m fine,” she said too quickly. “I mean I’m not but I’m handling it.”

“You look like hell,” I snapped. “You’re shaking. You’re flushed. Your scent ” I stopped myself, teeth grinding. “You’re under someone else’s influence.”

Her lips parted.

Silence.

That was answer enough.

My vision went red at the edges.

“Are you cheating on me?” I demanded.

The words came out sharp, ugly, unfiltered.

Jen flinched like I’d struck her.

“No!” she said immediately. “No, gods, Alice I wouldn’t I haven’t ”

“Haven’t,” I repeated coldly. “Past tense. Interesting word choice.”

Her breath hitched.

She dragged a hand through her hair, knuckles white. “I haven’t cheated on you yet.”

The word yet landed like a blade.

The cell hummed louder as my mana spiked.

“What,” I said slowly, dangerously, “the fuck do you mean yet.”

Jen squeezed her eyes shut.

“I’m trying,” she said, voice cracking. “I really am. But it’s it’s not just attraction, Alice. It’s like my body’s screaming at me. I can feel them. Their presence. Their pressure. It won’t shut up.”

My claws flexed involuntarily.

“Who,” I growled.

She hesitated.

That hesitation lit something feral in my chest.

“Jen,” I said, voice dropping. “Who.”

Her eyes snapped open, glassy with stress and something dangerously close to panic.

“Nia,” she admitted. “she's changed. They’re strong. Stronger than anyone I’ve felt before. Their pheromones are everywhere. It’s like like standing in a storm and trying not to get wet.”

The system warning echoed in my head.

Contest Strength: Nia.

My jaw clenched so hard it hurt.

“Are you with them right now?” I asked.

“No,” she said quickly. “No. I ran. I locked myself in. I didn’t want to I didn’t want to hurt you.”

Her voice wavered.

“I don’t want anyone else,” she added. “But my instincts they’re not listening.”

I slammed my fist into the containment field.

The guards outside flinched as the runes flared again.

“They don’t get to touch you,” I snarled. “They don’t get to think about you.”

Jen stared at me through the call, fear and relief tangled together.

“Alice,” she whispered. “You’re scaring me.”

Good.

That thought surfaced unbidden.

I crushed it immediately.

I **** my voice down, tight, controlled by sheer effort.

“Listen to me,” I said. “You are mine. You hear me?”

Her throat bobbed.

“Yes,” she said softly.

“I’m coming for you,” I continued. “This ends with you back where you belong. With me. Anyone trying to pull you away ”

I didn’t finish the sentence.

I didn’t need to.

Jen nodded, breathing still uneven, but her gaze steadier now, anchored.

“Please hurry,” she said.

Jen was still there, breathing hard, when the door behind her slid open.

I saw it before she did.

A shadow crossed the wall. Tall. Broad.

Jen’s eyes flicked up a heartbeat too late.

Nia stepped into frame.

She looked nothing like the girl I remembered.

Seven feet tall at least, not counting the ears. Built wide through the shoulders, thick muscle layered on muscle, an Amazonian silhouette that radiated brute confidence. Her skin was still pale as snow, almost luminous, stretched over power that looked recently earned and very deliberately kept.

Crown-like horns swept back from her temples, elegant and cruel at the same time, framing her head like a monarch’s sigil. Her mouth curved into a smile that showed too many teeth.

Shark teeth.

Not decorative. Not cosmetic.

Predatory.

(My instincts screamed.)

Nia didn’t even glance at the camera at first.

She stepped up behind Jen and rested a heavy hand on her shoulder.

Casual.

Proprietary.

Like she owned the space. Like she owned her.

Jen didn’t pull away.

Didn’t flinch.

Her breath stuttered instead, pupils dilating further, lips parting in a way that made my stomach twist. She leaned into the touch just a fraction, like her body recognized something her mind was still pretending not to.

“Hey,” Jen murmured, voice soft, almost giddy. “I I was just ”

Nia’s fingers tightened slightly.

Not enough to hurt.

Enough to remind me.

Jen went quiet immediately.

That’s when Nia looked at me.

Directly into the call.

Her Crimson eyes were sharp, bright, focused with the kind of attention apex predators give each other right before deciding whether to fight.

She smiled.

Slow.

Confident.

Unapologetic.

“So,” Nia said, voice smooth and low, carrying easily through the connection. “Hi Alice,its great to see you little Alpha.”

Jen blinked. “Huh?”

Nia didn’t look down.

Didn’t acknowledge Jen at all.

Her hand stayed on Jen’s shoulder, thumb pressing just enough to keep her grounded, claimed.

All of Nia’s attention was on me.

“I was wondering when you’d notice,” she continued. “Your scent’s everywhere now. Loud. Messy. Hard to ignore.”

My claws curled.

Jen glanced up at her, confused but smiling. “Notice what?”

Nia chuckled softly.

A dangerous sound.

“That you don’t belong to yourself anymore,” she said. “That someone stronger finally spoke your language.”

Jen flushed deeper, breath hitching again. “Nia ”

“Shh,” Nia murmured, finally looking down at her. “It’s okay. You don’t have to choose yet.”

Yet.

The word hit me like a hammer.

Nia’s gaze snapped back to the camera.

To me.

Her smile widened just a touch, all teeth and challenge.

Her hand slid from Jen’s shoulder to the back of her neck.

Jen shivered.

Didn’t pull away.

Didn’t look at me.

My mana surged hard enough to make the cell scream.

“Take your hand off her,” I growled.

Nia laughed.

Not mocking.

Delighted.

“Oh, I don’t think I will,” she replied. “She hasn’t asked me to.”

Jen swallowed.

Still didn’t move.

Nia leaned down just enough that her horns filled the top of the frame, her shadow swallowing Jen entirely.

Nia didn’t hesitate.

She leaned down and pressed her lips to Jen’s.

Jen gasped into it, hands lifting on instinct, fingers curling into Nia’s clothing. The kiss stole the breath from her lungs, her knees softening as she leaned fully into Nia’s Tits.

Eager.

Unthinking.

Gone.

My vision tunneled.

The cell screamed.

Mana surged through the containment runes in violent pulses, alarms spiking as my aura slammed outward like a caged storm.

And then the system pane **** itself into existence.

[SYSTEM ALERT BETA BOND DESTABILIZATION]

Target: Jennifer

Status: ACTIVE CONTEST

Challenging Alpha: Nia

Ownership Integrity: CRITICAL

Pheromonal Override: ESCALATING

WARNING:

If dominance is not reasserted, beta bond may be dissolved.

Transfer of allegiance IMMINENT.

Recommended Action:

Immediate rescenting

Direct Alpha presence

Dominance assertion

Failure may result in permanent bond loss.

(Dice: “Ooooof. That’s bad. That’s really bad. You don’t see red warnings unless the system thinks someone’s about to steal your girl.”)

I couldn’t breathe.

On the screen, Jen clung to Nia like gravity had shifted. Her eyes were unfocused, glassy, her expression dazed and awestruck in a way that made my stomach twist violently.

She broke the kiss only to inhale sharply, voice barely a whisper.

“Nia…”

Her knees nearly buckled.

Nia caught her easily.

Effortlessly.

And through it all, her eyes never left me.

Not once.

She cradled Jen with one arm, thumb brushing her jaw with deceptive tenderness, while her gaze pinned me in place through the screen.

Satisfied.

Triumphant.

Jen breath unsteady. “I I feel… safe,” she murmured. “Like everything’s quiet for once.”

My hands shook.

My claws bit into my palms hard enough to draw blood.

“Get away from her,” I said, voice low and vibrating with restrained ****.

Nia smiled wider.

“Or what?” she asked calmly. “You’ll glare harder from your cage?”

She leaned closer to Jen’s ear, murmuring something I couldn’t hear.

Jen shivered.

And then Nia finally spoke the words meant for me alone.

“This isn’t about her,” she said. “Not really.”

My breath caught.

Her expression shifted just slightly, something sharp and hungry breaking through the confidence.

“I wanted to see you react,” Nia continued. “I wanted to know if the monster everyone’s whispering about was real.”

She exhaled slowly.

“You are.”

The kiss.

The pheromones.

The challenge.

It clicked too late.

This wasn’t about stealing Jen.

This was about provoking me.

About drawing me out.

Claiming my attention the only way another apex predator could.

Nia’s grip tightened around Jen just a fraction.

“But don’t worry,” she added softly. “I’ll take good care of what’s yours.”

Her eyes burned.

“And then I’ll come for you.”

Nia reached down and unzipped her shorts.

Jen didn’t even look afraid.

She looked… curious.

Nia’s hand came back into view holding her horrifically massive spiked demonic horse cock, it was about twenty inches long, its surface glistening with sweat and pheromones the massive thick cock meat faintly pulsing. The air around it shimmered, like heat distortion.

Jen’s eyes widened.

“Is that…?” she murmured, awe creeping into her voice.

Nia smiled.

“Pretty, isn’t it?”

My heart dropped into my stomach.

The system screamed again, overlapping warnings blurring at the edges of my vision.

That thing wasn’t a cock.

It was a weapon.

Nia rested the cock against jen shoulder casually, then lifted it and brought it down sharply against Jen’s face.

The impact should have broken her jaw.

It didn’t.

Jen gasped not in pain but in ecstasy, knees buckling as her body reacted violently to something internal. Her breath hitched, muscles locking as a wave of lust rolled through her.

She didn’t cry out.

She exhaled, shuddering.

“Oh ” she breathed.

I slammed my fist into the containment field.

“STOP,” I roared.

The guards outside the cell stumbled as the runes flared, alarms shrieking in protest.

On the screen, Nia watched Jen closely.

Her cock pulsed again, flaring as she struck Jen a second time, harder.

Jen collapsed to one knee.

Her hands hit the floor.

Her shoulders shook.

But she didn’t try to crawl away.

She tilted her head up instead, eyes unfocused, pupils blown wide, her expression dazed and pliant.

“I’m I’m okay,” Jen said faintly, like she was reassuring herself. “I can feel it… it’s telling me what to do.”

Nia hummed softly, satisfied.

“Good,” she said.

She Gave her cock a few long strokes along its ridiculously massive length.

Jen gasped again, spine arching as another wave of pheromones tore through her nervous system, rewriting responses, overwriting fear with enforced calm and obedience. Her breathing slowed unnaturally fast, panic smoothing into something empty and receptive.

The system pane flashed violently.

[SYSTEM ALERT BETA CONDITION CRITICAL]

Neural Compliance Pattern Detected

External Control Artifact: CONFIRMED

Pheromonal Override: MAXIMUM

WARNING:

Continued exposure will result in permanent behavioral restructuring.

Beta autonomy degrading.

(Dice: “Oh hell no. That’s not pheromones anymore. It's demonic taint looks like you drove the bunny girl into going full demon behemoth by the looks of it, oh this is going to be so much fun.”)

Jen looked up at Nia.

Not with fear.

With love and lust.

That broke something in me.

“Please,” Jen said softly. “dont stop fuck me, fuck me,fuck me please, please, please,.”

My scream tore out of me, raw and animal.

Mana detonated outward, the containment field screaming under the pressure as my aura lashed the cell hard enough to crater the floor beneath my feet.

“YOU DON’T GET TO TOUCH HER,” I snarled, voice breaking into something feral.

Nia finally looked truly pleased.

She lifted her cock up again.

Didn’t strike.

Just rested it gently against Jen’s shoulder.

Jen stilled instantly.

Compliant.

Owned.

Nia turned her head slightly, eyes never leaving the camera.

She leaned down, close to Jen’s ear.

“This is what it feels like when you stop fighting your instincts.”

Jen nodded faintly.

“I feel… Good Mistress,” she whispered.

I couldn’t see anymore.

Rage flooded everything.

The cell howled under my power, runes burning white-hot as my mana surged far beyond what the A-rank containment was designed to handle.

Nia straightened.

Her gaze locked on mine again.

Nia spread Jen's legs and without ceremony impaled Jen's cunt on her Behemoth cock.

The intense sensations caused Jen to arch her back and moan loudly, her body trembled as Nia penetrated her deeply, the massive cock stretching and filling her up in ways she never imagined possible. "Oh, fuck..." Jen panted, eyes rolling back into her head in ecstasy. Nia's strength kept her pinned against the wall, her legs spread wide to accommodate the enormous invasion.

"You're taking it so well..." Nia purred, her hand caressing Jen's cheek. "You deserve so much more." She hooked one of her fingers into Jen's mouth, pushing it between her lips. As Jen's tongue traces the digit, Nia thrusts deeper into her, groaning in pleasure. "Say it," she growled.

"I am your pet slut," Jen moaned, her voice muffled by Nia's finger. "Do whatever the fuck you want with me mistress." Her hips buckled as she met the enhanced speed, ****, and ferocity of the pistoning cock. "Oh god, you're so fucking huge..." She cried out in bliss.

The pleasure was too intense for Alice to handle, her breath coming in short gasps as she watched in horror. She felt like her heart was being torn in two.

As Nia thrust into Jen, her massive demonic horse cock stretched and bulged against the inside of Jen's cunt, stretching her sensitive walls and invading deep within her. Jen moaned loudly, her legs shaking under the weight of the pleasure coursing through her body. With each powerful thrust, Nia's cock slid in deeper, hitting against her cervix and sending waves of pleasure shooting through her core.

"Oh fuck," Jen groaned, arching her back as Nia's hips pounded into hers. Her fingers dug into the flesh of Nia's massive muscles, her nails scraping against the tough surface. "More... Please."

Her voice was hoarse, strained from the intensity of the pleasure. Nia smirked, feeling Jen's cunt grip her cock like a vice. She picked up the pace, her hips moving faster and faster as she fucked Jen senseless. Jen screamed, her body convulsing with each powerful stroke. Nia's fingers dug into Jen's hips, holding her down as she took control.

"That's it, pet," Nia growled, nails digging into Jen's skin. "Take it all."

Jen whimpered, unable to form coherent words through the haze of pleasure. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt her orgasm building within her. Nia's sensed it too and she sped up even more, her cock pistoning in and out of Jen's stretched cunt prolapsing jen's cunt and using it like a slinky thrusting it in and out. Jen's body trembled under the onslaught of pleasure, her voice shaking as she cried out.

"Yes! Oh fuck God, yes!"

Her claws dug into Nia's shoulders, her fingers curling into the flesh as she lost herself in the sensation. As Jen's orgasm hit, her body arched violently, hips pressing upward as her pleasure peaked.

"Fuck, yes!"

Her cunt clenched tightly around Nia's cock, milking it of every last drop of cum. Nia grunted,Her four grapefruit sized behemoth testicles pulsing with power as her own orgasm building as she watched Jen unravel before her. With a final powerful thrust, Nia's cock pressed deep against Jen's cervix, pushing against the newly formed walls of her cunt.

"AHH!" Jen screamed, her body shaking violently as she was taken to the brink of pleasure and pain.

Nia held her there, savoring the feeling of her cock being milked by Jen's now ruined cunt. With a final, powerful thrust, Nia released, filling Jen with hot, thick jizz. Jen collapsed against the wall, panting heavily as she came down from her intense high.

"That... was incredible." She murmured, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

Nia pulled her cock out of Jen's now bloated cunt, a trail of sticky jizz leaking out of her. She wiped her cock clean with Jen's hair before turning to address Alice,

"You're missing out on so much." Nia said, smirking

Nia smirked as she watched Jen's face flush in arousal, her eyes drooling at the sight of the immense demonic horse cock. The air around it shimmered, like heat distortion, as if it was alive, pulsating eagerly for release. Jen couldn't help herself; she had to have more.

Her voice trembled nervously as she spoke, "Please...can I please worship your cock? I want to feel it, taste it... Inside me again..."

Nia chuckled darkly, enjoying the submissive pleas from Jen that was falling deeper and deeper under her spell. She grabbed Jen's other leg, lifting it up and wrapping it around her waist possessively. Nia leaned down, her voice now a seductive whisper in Jen's ear,

"You really want this, don't you?"

Jen nodded eagerly, her breath hitching at the thought.

Nia gripped Jen's hair tightly, pulling her head back to expose her neck before slowly lowering her massive 20-inch demonic horse cock towards Jen's parted lips. The air filled with the scent of exotic musk, mixed with the sweat that coated its massive surface. Jen's eyes rolled back into her head as she took in a deep breath, savoring the aroma that was intoxicating her senses even more.

Nia's cock brushed against her lips, Jen opened her mouth wide, her tongue darting out to taste the salty pre-cum mixed with the musky scent. It was unlike anything she had ever tasted before, and she couldn't get enough of it.

Nia's gaze darkened further as she watched Jen devour her cock like it was the most prized possession in the universe. It was clear that Jen was completely under her spell, and she was going to take full advantage of it. With one swift push, Nia **** her entire cock into Jen's mouth, **** her slightly as it hit the back of her throat. Jen gagged and coughed, struggling to breathe around the massive girth of Nia's demonic horse cock. But even that didn't deter her she was too far gone to care about her own safety.

Nia began to thrust her hips, slowly at first, but soon picking up pace as Jen's eager sucking intensified. The sound of slapping skin mixed with moans reverberated through the room, filling it with lustful energy. Nia's four grapefruit-sized behemoth testicles slapped against Jen's chin, driving her further into submission. With every thrust, more of Nia's cock entered Jen's throat, causing her to gag again and again.

Jen's hands clawed at Nia's skin, leaving deep scratch marks that would soon heal but for now, they fueled Nia's animalistic desires. Her hips bucked wildly, meeting Jen's rhythm as she bounced on her knees, grinding her crotch against Jen's face. Jen's tongue darted out, tasting the salty pre-cum that dripped from Nia's massive cockhead as she worshipped it devoutly.

Nia reached down with one hand, grabbing a fistful of Jen's hair, holding her head in place as she continued to fuck her face vigorously. With the other hand, she gripped the wall behind her, using it as leverage to push deeper into Jen's throat. The air filled with **** gasps for air as Jen tried to catch her breath between breaths of Nia's cock.

It was a sight so depraved, yet so arousing that Nia couldn't help but let out a low, throaty growl of approval. She could feel her climax building within her, the urge to cum overtaking every part of her being. And just as she was about to release, she pulled her cock out of Jen's mouth, leaving behind a trail of saliva and precum.

Jen whimpered, her body trembling with need as she watched Nia, waiting eagerly for her next command. Nia smirked, stroking her cock lazily as she approached Jen, who's eyes were filled with nothing but pure lust and submission.

"Let's see how much you've learned, pet," Nia purred, gripping Jen's hips tightly. "Show me what you can do with this."

Jen nodded swiftly, onto her knees before Nia's monstrous cock. With slow, deliberate movements, she licked the salty precum from its massive surface, her tongue darting out nervously as she tasted her own essence mixed with Nia's. Then, with trembling hands, she reached out and gripped Nia's cock at the base, taking a deep breath before slowly beginning to lower herself onto it.

Nia watched intently as Jen took inch by excruciating inch of her cock, wincing in pleasure as it slowly stretched her ruined cunt. Jen bit her lip, her eyes squeezed shut as she fought through the pain, determined to please her mistress. With every inch that disappeared into her cunt, Jen let out a soft moan of pleasure mixed with discomfort, her body trembling with the effort of taking Nia's entire cock inside her.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Nia's entire 20-inch demonic horse cock was buried deep within Jen's stretched cunt. Jen's body convulsed around it, her nails digging into Nia's skin as she let out a long, moaning groan of satisfaction. even though Alice knew what was happening, she couldn't help but feel aroused by it.

Nia leaned down, her lips dangerously close to Jen's ear. "That's a good girl," She whispered, her voice dripping with lust and dominance. "Now, show me you can take it all."

Jen nodded swiftly, her eyes filled with lust and love.

With each bounce of her hips, Jen's cunt squeezed tightly around the massive length of Nia's cock, milking it for every drop of cum it had to offer. Their crotches slapped against each other in sync, sending shockwaves of pleasure through their bodies.

Nia reached out and gripped Jen's hair again, holding her head still as she pounded into her willing cunt with reckless abandon. Her flanks heaved with each powerful thrust, her breath coming in short, labored gasps. Jen's moans and whimpers filled the room, echoing off the walls in a symphony of lust and submission.

Their sweat and pheromones mixed together, creating a thick, almost palpable fog between them. Jen's eyes were glazed over with lust, her pupils more dilated than Alice had ever seen them before. She looked lost in the moment, consumed by the primitive urges Nia was awakening within her.

Despite the intensity of the scene before her, Alice couldn't help but notice how turned on she felt just watching it unfold. Her own cunt throbbed with need, a sharp acidic taste filling her mouth. The thought of Nia's massive cock filling her up, stretching her out made her wetter, the pressure building inside her.

"Look at her," Nia purred in her ear, her hot breath causing Alice to shudder. "She's mine now. Completely."

Alice looked back over to the screen, meeting Jen's eyes once more. There was no trace of the girl she used to love behind those deep pools of lust. All Alice saw was a creature, consumed by desire and dominance. It made her heart ache.

"I... I can see that," she **** out, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart.

Nia chuckled darkly, her hips slamming into Jen's cunt with brutal ****. "Oh, little Alpha," Nia said as Jen groaned, arching her back against Nia's onslaught. "Don't you feel it too? The need to be filled? To submit?"

Alice felt a wave of shame wash over her, followed closely by arousal. It was wrong, what they were doing. But it felt so good. .

"Ahh... N-No fuck off you cunt!" she cried out, her voice cracking under the **** of her desire. "Stop! I can't take any more."

But the words came out hollow, empty. Because she knew in her heart that it was a lie. She wanted this. Wanted them.

But she moaned, her grip on the containment field tightening. Her cock was leaking precum, dripping onto the floor with every throb.

And in that moment, as the room filled with the sounds of their passion, Alice made her decision. She turned away from the screen.

The moment my hand cut the feed, the air in the cell went dead.

Too quiet.

Like the world had inhaled and forgotten how to breathe again.

My knees hit the floor before I realized I’d moved.

Not from weakness.

From overload.

The A-rank containment field hummed steadily, uncaring, its pressure a constant reminder that no matter how much power I’d clawed my way into, I was still caged. Still late. Still Weak.

My vision blurred.

Not from tears.

From rage pressing so hard behind my eyes it felt like my skull might split.

Then the system pane **** itself open.

[SYSTEM NOTICE BETA BOND TERMINATED]

Target: Jennifer

Previous Status: Registered Beta

Current Status: Transferred

New Alpha: Nia

Bond State: Severed

Ownership: Confirmed

Additional Status Update Detected

Condition: Pregnant

Sire: Nia

The words didn’t register all at once.

They came in waves.

Terminated.

Transferred.

Pregnant.

I stared at the pane until the letters stopped meaning anything and became shapes. Symbols. Noise.

My throat tightened.

I tried to inhale.

Nothing happened.

A sound tore out of me instead, sharp and broken, halfway between a sob and a snarl. I dragged my claws down my face, hard enough to score the floor when my hands fell.

“This is my fault,” I whispered.

I replayed every moment.

Every time she’d hesitated.

Every time she’d said she was struggling.

Every time I’d assumed control meant strength.

I should’ve kept her close.

I should’ve listened instead of deciding for her.

I should’ve gone after her the moment she ran.

The thoughts twisted.

Curled in on themselves.

If I’d been there, this wouldn’t have happened.

If I’d been stronger, no one could have touched her.

If Nia didn’t exist

The laugh burst out of me before I could stop it.

Too loud.

Too sharp.

It echoed off the containment walls, bounced back at me warped and wrong. I clamped a hand over my mouth, but it kept coming, broken peals of sound stitched together with shallow breaths.

The guards outside my cell shifted uneasily.

One of them muttered, “She’s losing it.”

They weren’t wrong.

My mana seeped into the runes again, not exploding this time, but coiling, testing, memorizing the shape of the cage that held me. Every vibration, every resonance. I wasn’t strong enough to break it.

Yet.

Jen’s face flashed in my mind.

Not how she’d looked at the end.

But how she used to smile when she thought I wasn’t watching.

My laughter cut off abruptly.

My hands clenched.

“I’ll get you back,” I said softly, voice shaking with something far worse than anger. “I don’t care what it takes.”

This wasn’t over.

I stood up.

Slowly.

The laughter died like it had never existed, cut off so cleanly it unsettled even me. I wiped the blood from my claws against my thigh, smoothing my posture, rolling my shoulders until every tremor vanished.

Calm settled in.

Not peace.

Clarity.

The guards outside the cell stopped whispering.

One of them took an **** step back.

I Opened my system panel and pulled up my contacts.

Father.

The call rang.

Once.

Twice.

No answer.

I called again.

And again.

And again.

I didn’t raise my voice.

Didn’t curse.

Didn’t threaten.

I just kept calling.

On the sixth attempt, the line connected.

His face appeared , half-turned, brows already drawn in irritation. Behind him, I caught a glimpse of crimson silk and red hair.

Seraphina.

“Alice,” he said tightly. “I’m in the middle of ”

“I know,” I said.

My voice didn’t shake.

That was the first thing that made him pause.

He turned fully toward the projection, eyes narrowing as he actually looked at me.

“You blew the top off one of my buildings,” he continued, clearly trying to reassert control. “And from what I’m hearing, your behavior lately has been ”

“Stop.”

Not loud.

Not shouted.

Just absolute.

He did.

Mid-sentence.

Seraphina’s expression sharpened behind him.

I leaned forward slightly, restraints clinking, eyes steady and unblinking.

“I’m done pretending I don’t understand how this world works,” I said. “I’m done doing everything alone while everyone else gets to hide behind names.”

His jaw tightened.

“I don’t need a lecture,” I continued. “I don’t need forgiveness. And I don’t need you to fix what I broke.”

I inhaled once.

Deep.

Measured.

“I’m ready for your help.”

That finally broke through.

His expression shifted, irritation giving way to something sharper. Caution. Interest.

“I want access to the Vault,” I said. “I want the family resources. The relics you don’t give to people unless they bleed your blood.”

Seraphina straightened slightly.

I didn’t look at her.

“I’m already a B-rank adventurer,” I went on. “I hit A-rank thresholds while your containment cell tried to crush me. I didn’t get there on favors or pity or inheritance.”

I smiled.

Cold.

“But if you always wanted me to lean on your name?”

“If you wanted me to stop pretending I wasn’t an Inspira?”

I lifted my chin.

“Fine.”

Silence stretched.

My father studied me for a long moment. Really studied me. Not as a problem. Not as a liability.

As an asset.

“And why,” he asked carefully, “do you suddenly want this?”

My answer came instantly.

“Because someone took something that belongs to me,” I said. “Because an bitch thinks she can provoke me and walk away.”

My mana stirred, subtle but unmistakable.

“And because I am absolutely ready,” I finished, voice calm as a drawn blade, “to destroy Nia.”

Seraphina inhaled sharply.

My father didn’t interrupt.

Didn’t dismiss me.

Didn’t smile.

At last, he exhaled.

“…We’ll talk,” he said. “In person.”

I nodded once.

“Good,” I replied. “I’ll be waiting.”

The call ended.

I had a direction.

And someone was about to learn exactly what it meant to challenge me.