Andria's POV
I glared at Becca. "You set me up."
She raised both hands. "I didn't! I swear!"
Fine, I would say something, but not the entire truth.
"I dreamed," I said slowly, "about the game night… I guess I was just too excited for tonight," I said, chuckling under my breath. "But in my dream, the night ended in chaos."
The room fell silent.
Not what they expected, but it wasn't a lie, just not the truth in detail.
Mel stiffened a bit.
Becca spun the bottle again quickly, easing the tension.
It pointed at…
Tricia.
Good.
Becca smiled sweetly. "Tricia… who in this room intimidates you the most?"
Tricia snorted. "No one."
But her eyes darted toward Aven, Damon, Tristan…
And then to me.
Interesting.
Damon scoffed, rolling his eyes lazily.
Tricia's jaw clenched so hard her teeth creaked. "Fine. Only the Alpha successors, and maybe Aria sometimes."
Alexa whipped her head toward her so fast I swear her neck cracked. "What?"
