The abrupt pounding on the door of Sanskar and Swara's hotel room shattered the tense atmosphere. Sanskar hesitated before opening the door, finding Kavita standing outside, her presence unexpected.

"Why are you here, Kavita?" Sanskar asked, irritation creeping into his tone.

"I heard you were going after Swara into the Black Forest, so I followed you. I was so worried. How are you? Is Swara okay?" Kavita feigned concern and embraced Sanskar tightly.

"I'm fine, and so is Swara," Sanskar replied, attempting to gently extricate himself from Kavita's grasp, but she held on firmly.

"It was me who was attacked by rogue wolves and barely escaped," Swara said from behind, leaning against the wall with folded arms.

Startled, Sanskar turned around to face Swara's fiery gaze, causing him to instinctively remove Kavita's hand from his waist, making her stumble.

"Ahem..." Kavita cleared her throat, redirecting her attention to Swara. "Hey Swara, how are you feeling now?" she asked, her tone overly sweet.

"How can I not be alright when so many people pray for my well-being, especially you, Kavita? You couldn't wait for us to return and rushed all the way to Alaska just to inquire about how I'm doing," Swara retorted, her tone laced with sarcasm.

Kavita inwardly winced at Swara's pointed words, thinking with frustration, 'This Swara is more perceptive than I anticipated. I need to handle her carefully before she exposes my little scheme to Sanskar.'

"Swara, you shouldn't have ventured into the Northern Woods alone after Sanskar's repeated warnings. Quit being stubborn, or you'll only invite more trouble upon yourself," Kavita admonished, her feigned concern masking a veiled threat that Swara understood all too well.

"Look at the worry you've caused everyone with your reckless behavior, Swara. You need to stop being so stubborn," Sanskar interjected, his tone tinged with sternness as he was still upset with Swara for disregarding his orders and putting herself in life-threatening danger.

"But Sanskar, I—" Swara began to protest, but Kavita swiftly cut her off.

"It's alright, Sanskar, honey, let bygones be bygones. Now that Swara realizes her mistake, forgive and forget," Kavita said, her tone slightly flirtatious as she clung to his left arm with both hands.

"Very well, let's return home," Sanskar said briskly, freeing his arm from Kavita's grasp and reaching for his jacket.

Despite his ability to assert dominance over his stubborn mate in most situations, Sanskar couldn't help feeling like a timid kitten when faced with another woman, particularly his ex-girlfriend.

Hurriedly exiting the room, Sanskar found himself once again entangled with Kavita, much to Swara's chagrin, evident in the fiery glare she directed at the departing duo.

"I didn't inform Sanskar; it was he who called to inquire about Swara. I had no choice but to tell him," Kavita explained to Liam over the phone, addressing the failure of their plan.

"Indeed, I orchestrated the entire trap, and I ensured that Sanskar wouldn't arrive in time. But for some reason, Alpha Ayush intervened," Kavita continued, frustration evident in her tone.

Her meticulously crafted scheme had fallen apart, leaving Swara unharmed and Sanskar spending the entire night in the same room. This turn of events threatened Kavita's position in Sanskar's life, much to her dismay.

"I'm just equally puzzled by why Alpha Ayush stepped in," Kavita admitted.

As Swara emerged from the room, she caught the tail end of Kavita's conversation and learned the identity of her unexpected savior.

'Alpha Ayush saved me? That's strange. He's not one to meddle in others' affairs without good reason. He doesn't take orders from anyone, and he's not particularly close to Sanskar. Why would he do this?' Swara mused, her surprise evident.

Quickly pushing aside her thoughts, Swara realized it was time to confront the root cause of the problem. With a determined gaze fixed on Kavita's retreating figure, she knew she needed to address the issue head-on.

She approached Kavita and tapped her shoulder from behind, remarking, "Conspiring with someone?"

Kavita spun around, visibly startled by Swara's sudden presence. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she wondered how much Swara had overheard.

Despite her nerves, Kavita decided to feign ignorance. "Conspiring? I have no idea what you're talking about. Have I done something wrong?" She replied, playing the innocent card.

Swara's eyes bore into Kavita's, a smirk dancing on her lips as she remarked, "Kavita, a piece of advice: if you're going to put on an act, at least make it convincing, especially in front of Sanskar. Your performance was rather lacking."

Though Kavita caught the underlying threat in Swara's words, she remained outwardly composed. "Are you trying to intimidate me with Sanskar? Let's see who he'll trust: you, a mere friend, or me, his Luna?" Kavita countered confidently, once again asserting her claim as Sanskar's supposed mate, oblivious to what Swara saw through her manipulative tactics.

Swara's smirk broadened as she realized she held the upper hand. She could easily unravel Kavita's web of deceit with a mere flick of her finger. However, she decided to play along, eager to expose Kavita's hidden agenda.

"I wouldn't dare, Luna. Clearly, you hold a special place in Sanskar's heart. How could I possibly challenge that?" Swara's tone dripped with sarcasm as she made her way towards the exit of the motel.

"Good for you to recognize your position," Kavita muttered, trailing behind Swara with an air of false superiority.

Exiting the motel, Swara caught sight of Sanskar leaning casually against his car, arms folded. His chauffeur stood nearby, waiting. As Swara approached, Sanskar promptly opened the back door for her, but Kavita rushed past, nudging Swara aside with a smug smile as she took her seat in the back.

Fueled by jealousy, Swara strode forward and opened the door to the front passenger seat, slipping inside without a word, her determination burning bright.

The chauffeur pulled away, but Kavita persisted in clinging to Sanskar's arm, trailing her fingers over his chest or toying with his buttons, all the while whispering flirtatious remarks. Sanskar found himself increasingly agitated, constantly glancing at Swara through the rearview mirror, silently pleading for her understanding, but she remained stubborn, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

After enduring Kavita's antics for what felt like an eternity, Sanskar finally reached his limit and pushed her away, his patience worn thin.

"Kavita, please behave yourself and release my arm. I'm exhausted," he demanded, his frustration evident in his voice as he slouched back in his seat.

Suddenly, Sanskar sat up straight, reaching for his phone to compose a message to Swara, whose phone promptly chimed with an incoming text notification.

She glanced at her phone and read Sanskar's message. 'Babes, please stop getting mad for no reason. You know, well, it's not intentional; besides, she is holding my hand; I didn't even touch her.'

Swara's lips formed a grumpy pout as she saw through Sanskar's attempt to justify himself, only serving to worsen her already sullen mood.

'He's allowing her to cling to him, and instead of apologizing, he's trying to explain away his behavior,' Swara thought, her frustration mounting. With a flick of her fingers, she composed a reply.

'Don't call me 'babes' when your little darling is sitting right beside you,' she sent, punctuating her message with an angry emoji.

Sanskar clenched his teeth in annoyance as he read Swara's text, quickly editing a reply: 'Don't talk nonsense. You know well that I only acknowledge you as my everything. Kavita is nothing to me.'

Swara smirked at Sanskar's response, unfazed by his attempt to deflect. She typed back, 'A little correction: she still holds the positions of your girlfriend, a childhood sweetheart, and soon-to-be Luna until you break up with her. Have you done that?'

Sanskar's reply came promptly: 'The day we discussed this, I went out on a business trip. Don't you know I didn't have time for this?'

Swara couldn't help but snort at Sanskar's excuse. She typed another message: 'Is this a proposal? Do you want to make it grand and face-to-face? Breakups can happen over a call, you know, if you intend to do it.'

Sanskar was taken aback by Swara's next reply. How could she make such an accusation?

'Swara, don't be unreasonable. If I didn't plan to break things off with Kavita, why would I be with you?' He replied defensively.

'Unreasonable? Fine, then so be it. The great alpha Sanskar doesn't deserve an unreasonable Luna like me,' Swara thought angrily, her fingers moving swiftly to type her reply.

'Because you're a two-timer,' she sent the text and immediately blocked him.

Sanskar had reached his limit with Swara's irrational behavior and sent her a scathing reply, only to find that his number was blocked by her. Fuming with indignation, he resisted the impulse to confront her, knowing he was powerless in the moment.

Stuffing his phone into his pocket, he leaned back in his seat, his jaw clenched with frustration as he muttered curses.

Meanwhile, Kavita observed the tense atmosphere between Sanskar and Swara, piecing together the situation. A surge of anger coursed through her veins as she realized the truth.

'Swara, it seems I've been too lenient with you in the past. But now, I'll ensure you fall so hard you'll never recover,' she vowed silently, her heart brimming with resentment.