Chapter 6
The room fell into a stunned silence as everyone froze, unable to believe such an explosive scene was unfolding at this Bloodmoon Pack gathering.
“Oh my God, isn’t that the Alpha and his secretary? I also heard she was the Beta’s mate, is it true? They’ve been hooking up this whole time?”
“They always seemed so loyal to the pack, but behind the scenes? Wow.”
“I knew something was off. No one addresses the Alpha so informally unless there’s something deeper going on.”
The murmurs grew louder as I quietly stepped off the stage, taking a seat to enjoy the show.
By the time the host scrambled to stop the video on the pack’s projection stone, it was nearly over.
“This… this must be fake! Yes, a forged memory shard!” Silan stammered desperately. “Don’t believe it!”
His excuse was laughably weak. The audience, full of pack elites and allied leaders, could easily tell real
from fake.
Silan’s face turned ashen as he noticed potential allies shaking their heads and leaving.
The once–admiring crowd now looked at him with disdain.
Suppressing his anger, Silan grabbed the speaking crystal.
“Flora and I are innocent! Don’t trust what you see–it’s all a setup! My mate can vouch for me. I’ve never betrayed her!”
All eyes turned to me as Silan approached, thrusting the crystal into my hands.
“Help me,” he whispered. “You know what to do.”
I raised an eyebrow, amused that he still thought I’d unconditionally support him.
Was he overestimating himself? Of course, I wouldn’t waste this golden opportunity.
Taking the crystal, I stepped back onto the stage.
Pretending to wipe my eyes, I looked up with tears glistening.
“I’m so sorry this sacred night has turned into such a mess, but Silan is right–someone is trying to frame
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him.”
The audience was shocked, unable to believe I was defending him.
A flicker of relief crossed Silan’s face, but it vanished with my next words.
“However, the affair between him and Flora White is real. They’ve been involved for a long time and
even tried to push me, the rightful Luna, out of the picture.”
Gasps rippled through the hall as I pulled out the photo of Flora and Silan that Flora had sent me and
tossed them into the crowd.
Until earlier, I wasn’t sure who had sent the photos.
But Flora’s taunting earlier confirmed it–it was her.
