Alpha Damien’s Trouble Maker Novel

Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Damien "Did you see that? That scoundrel's at it again, cheating another poor soul." "Yeah, he always picks the right ones to scam. That girl's about to lose a gold coin. Do you know how expensive that is?" "Rich people are so weird." Their voices buzzed around me like flies, but I barely heard them. My eyes were fixed on the woman with the careless smile and that sly, almost teasing glint in her eyes. If I had to describe her in one word, it would be unpredictable. Everything about her, from the first moment I saw her, defied logic.

Even now, as the crooked-toothed man began shuffling his cups, her gaze didn't follow the movement like everyone else's. She simply stood there, her wicked little smirk curving as if she already knew how it would end. Beside her, her maid watched the cups with intense concentration. And Thane, my wolf, was watching her too. I felt it in the way his presence stirred inside me. 'She's interesting,' he growled, his tone laced with approval as his gaze lingered on her. I crossed my arms, my expression as unreadable as ever, though my eyes tracked her every movement.

Behind me, I could feel Jason's questioning gaze fixed on my back. "You look like you have a lot of questions," I said, still watching her. There was a short silence before Jason spoke. "I do. May I ask?" "Go ahead." His hesitation was brief, but I heard the confusion in his voice. "Why?" I tilted my head slightly. "Why?" I echoed. Jason stepped closer. "Why her, my lord? You've never looked twice at anyone, least of all a woman. But since meeting her, it's like you can't look away. You're standing here, watching, and waiting.

You'd never waste your time like this, or let anyone test your patience." His words hung in the air. The crowd cheered and jeered at the game in front of us. He added quietly, "Did you see something in her? With your demon eyes?" Demon eyes? Ah, right. That's what they called them. The title never stopped sounding ridiculous to me, but I suppose it made sense to those who feared what they couldn't understand. My red eyes could see what others couldn't. They could see a person's soul, their strength, their darkness.

Sometimes, if the conditions were right, they could even glimpse a fragment of the future. That was why people avoided my gaze, even my own men. They feared what I might see, and what I might uncover. The first time I looked into her eyes, I tried to read her, but all I saw was white. Blinding, endless white that burned my vision until I had to turn away. It didn't make sense. Even more, I couldn't tell how strong she was. My sight failed me. No wonder I couldn't read her. TUE ||| O Chapter 24 She was like a locked door that dared me to try again.

"You really do have a lot of questions, Jason," I finally said, snapping my gaze back to the present. Jason immediately bowed his head. "I apologize if I was rude, my lord." I waved my hand dismissively. "Forget it." He hesitated, waiting, and I could practically feel the question burning on his tongue. I sighed and decided to answer the one thing he wouldn't let go. "That's the thing, I don't see anything." Jason blinked, caught off guard. "What?" "When I look at her," I continued, "there's nothing to see. I can't read her strength, her weakness, or even her life thread.

All I see is pure white. It's the first time my eyes have shown me nothing. And when I tried to glimpse her future, there was nothing. It felt as if her story hasn't been written yet. I'm curious." Thane stirred in my chest again, amused. 'Curious or drawn?' I didn't answer him. Jason didn't press further. He simply went silent, though I could tell his curiosity was eating at him too. The sound of the crowd pulled my attention back. "My lady, I'm done," the crooked-toothed man announced proudly, gesturing at the cups lined in front of him.

"Please, choose the one that hides the ball!" I turned my gaze back to the woman. She stood there, calm as ever. The man across from her grinned, while her maid pointed at one of the cups. "This one, my lady," the maid whispered nervously. "I think I saw something white when he switched them. It has to be that one." The man chuckled. "Are you sure, miss? The ball could be anywhere." The maid bit her lips. "Goddess, I have no idea," she murmured under her breath. "My lady, what should we do?

We'll lose at this point." The woman simply twirled her wrist lazily, as if the entire situation bored her. "Don't stress yourself about that, Evelyn, I already know where the ball is." That earned a few chuckles from the crowd. I raised an eyebrow. Did she really know? The man leaned forward, smug and certain of his victory. "Then please, my lady, choose your cup." She smiled back sweetly, and then, to everyone's shock, moved. But she didn't reach for the cups. Her hand shot out, faster than the man could react, and with a clean motion, she drove her fist into his stomach.

The man's body folded over, his eyes bulging as he gagged. Then, to the horror and astonishment of everyone around, something white shot out of his mouth and rolled onto the table. A ball. The same one he'd been hiding. 12:42 Tue, Dec 230 MG. Chapter 24 For a moment, the entire marketplace went silent. Then whispers erupted all around. "Oh, don't tell me, he was hiding the ball in his stomach all this time?" "No wonder he always won!" "I knew that bastard was cheating! But how did she know?" The maid gasped, eyes wide. "M-my lady! What are you doing?" She turned toward her. "What am I doing?

Oh, nothing. Just proving a point." The man was still hunched over, wheezing and glaring at her with disbelief and rage. "A-are you insane?!" he spat out, clutching his gut. She tilted her head slightly, her expression pure mockery. "Insane?" She stepped closer, lowering her voice. "I could read you clearly. Did you honestly think I'd let you cheat me by swallowing the ball and pretending to move it under the cup later?" Her words sliced through the tension. The man froze, his jaw trembling. She extended her hand casually. "Now then, be good," she said sweetly.

"And give me what you owe me." The crowd broke into murmurs again, half disbelief, and half laughter. The man looked utterly defeated, his face pale with humiliation. Even I couldn't help the faint smirk tugging at my lips. I heard Jason exhale behind me. "My lord..." he said softly, as if still trying to make sense of what he'd witnessed. I didn't turn to him, eyes still fixed on her. "Do you still need an explanation, Jason?" There was a pause. Then, in a low voice, full of respect, he said.

"I believe not, my lord." 12:42 Tue, Dec Editorial board Editorial Board: Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.