Tyson's growl deepened as he recognized Lila, standing beside Jeremy's battered form. The once-fragile beauty he had fought to save now radiated an aura of darkness. Her delicate features were twisted into a cruel smile, eyes glinting with malevolent power.
"Tyson," she purred, voice dripping with mockery. "I knew you'd come."
Skylar's pulse quickened, her eyes darting between Lila and Jeremy. The woman who had seemed so vulnerable now exuded an unsettling strength. Skylar's dormant wolf stirred in her mind, a low growl reverberating through her consciousness. *Something's wrong. She's not what she seems.*
"Lila," Tyson said, voice low and dangerous. "What the hell are you doing here? What have you done to Jeremy?"
Lila's laughter echoed, chilling the room. "Still so blind, Tyson. Everything I've done has been for you."
Skylar clenched her fists. "This… this was all an act, wasn't it? The helpless girl needing saving? The organ transplant?"
