Chapter 23: The Entire Pack Knows His Disgraceful Deeds
Chapter 23. The Entire Pack Knows His Disgraceful Deeds
(Olivia’s POV)
fluttered to the
The air filled with the scent of rust and Alaric’s crazed laughter as dozens of photogra ground like dirty snow. Through the storm of scattered images, my gaze remained food on Theodore.
There was no panic on his face. No remorse at his infidelity being exposed
His dark eyes were cold, a ruthless glint flashing in their depths as he looked at Alaric, at the silver dagger pressed against my throat.
The blade burned against my skin. Each breath felt like fire in my lungs.
I didn’t even see him move.
He teleported in front of me and, in one fluid motion, grabbed the silver blade with his bare hand. The metal
sizzled against his palm.
Before I could even feel the pain, he kicked Aloric away.
His Alpha strength sent Alaric flying several meters, crashing into a pile of scrap metal with a thunderous clang. The sound echoed through the warehouse like a death knell.
Theodore caught me securely as I fell from the chair. I sagged against him, my head spinning and my body weak from the silver’s proximity.
“Don’t touch me,” I whispered, but my voice came out broken and small.
The silver dagger, slick with his blood, clattered to the concrete floor. Hed bloomed across his palm, instantly
staining his hand
A memory flickered Theodore, risking his life to save me once before, the very act that had made me fall for him But seeing his blood now, his heroism, stirred nothing in me
Twenty four days. Just twenty four days until I could finally leave him.
My love, you scared me to death he murmured, his voice tight with relief as he kissed my forehead.
I turned my face away from his lips. “Dorit call me that.”
He ignored his blending hand, lifting me into his arms Tim taking you to the pack Infirmary”
Put me down I said weakly Toan walk
“Yarte hurt You’re bleeding His grip tightened around me
1 looked at the photographs scattered on the ground Theodore and Clara in compromising positional
Her face twisted in ideasure. His hands on her body
How long? Lasked quietly.
“Olizta, hot now. We need to get you medical attention
“How long have you he sleeping with her?
Theodore’s jaw clenched. That’s PS, just to drive a wedge between us.”
As he carried me out, turning his back on the chaos, I let my eyes drift shut. The sound of pack enforcers swarming the warehouse faded behind us.
(Isadora’s POV)
I watched in shock as the pack enforcers swarmed Alaric, pinning him to the ground as my brother carried a limp Olivia away
Alaric, his face a mask of crazed fury, struggled against his restraints and screamed at me.
“Isadora, look! This is your beloved good brother!” His voice cracked with bitter laughter.
Blood streamed from his nose where Theodore had kicked him. His left arm hung at an odd angle.
“He’s been keeping her longer, doing even more disgusting things. The entire pack knows his disgraceful
deeds!”
My eyes fell to the lewd photographs scattered across the filthy floor. The man in them was undeniably
Theodore.
I bent down and picked up one of the photos with shaking hands. Theodore’s face was clearly visible.
Clara was beneath him, her back arched, her mouth open in ecstasy.
How could the brother who would give his life for his Luna betray her?
“No.” I whispered, “This can’t be real.”
Alaric laughed bitterly from the ground. “Count them, Isa. There are dozens more.”
I looked around at the scattered photographs. Each one showed my brother with Clara in different positions,
different locations.
Her words echoed in my mind–Eleonora’s advice about women needing to control family power, status, and wealth. Had she taught Olivia the same?
Was that why Olivia seemed so indifferent, turning a blind eye to my brother’s affair while meddling in my
mating?
I felt like a fool. I had thought Olivia was the only one who truly cared for me.
The one who supported me severing my bond with Alaric
I refused to believe she would lead me to ruin.
Iran after Alaric as the enforcers dragged him toward a car. Tearing the gag from his mouth, I demanded,
These are fake, aren’t they? My brother would never do this!”
Alaric spat blood on the ground. “Look at the timestamps, you naive little girl.”
“He enjoys the blessing of multiple she–wolves while Olivia lives in luxury. You’re the one who destroyed everything over a single she–wolf!”
His words hit me like physical blows. You’re lyingl
“Am I? Ask your precious Theodore about the Northwood Manor. Ask him about their weekly meetings.”
The enforcers shoved him into the car. But his laughter continued to ring in my ears.
Chapter 23–The Entire Pa
At the Crimson Infirmary, I found Theodore at Olivia’s bedside, his gaze filled with a tenderness I couldn’t
comprehend.
Why was he so devoted to Olivia when he was having an affair?
Olivia lay unconscious on the white sheets. Her face was pale as moonlight.
My brother coldly ignored me, his eyes never leaving Olivia’s pale face. His injured hand was bandaged, but blood still seeped through.
“Theo,” I whispered. “We need to talk.”
He didn’t even look at me. “Not now.”
“Those photo-
“Get out.” His voice was deadly quiet,
I understood then that he blamed me for what happened to her. If I hadn’t pushed Alaric to this point, Olivia would never have been hurt.
I left the room in silence.
I went to the hospital’s atrium–wept among the moonflower bushes planted there. They were the only
flowers grown in the hospital, because Olivia had once said she liked them.
Ever since, they were the only kind planted in all the pack’s public facilities.
The disparity was suffocating. Everything in our territory revolved around Olivia’s preferences.
Even the hospital menu had been changed to include her favorite foods. The paint colors matched what she found southing.
Olivia’s best friend, Evelyn, silently put her arm around me. “What are you doing here?” she asked, looking at me gently.
Her
er presence was like a lifeline. Finally, someone who might give me answers.
“Did you know? Does Olivia know? About my brother, I asked, my voice trembling.
Evelyn looked around to make sure we were alone.
“Isa, some things are better left unspoken.”
“Please, I begged. “I need to know the truth.”
Evelyn’s confirmation was like a blade to the heart. “Olivia has known for a long time,” she said softly.
The words hit me like a physical blow. I doubled over, gasping
She chose to endure it all to protect her position as Luna.”
The world tilted. I wasn’t just a fool, I was a pawn in a game I never even knew I was playing.
How long has she known?”
“Years Evelyn whispered “She’s been pretending everything is fine to keep the pack stable.” My phone buzzed against my leg. The caller ID showed Silas, the Investigator I had hired.
I answered with trembling hands, bracing myself for the truth about the woman in the photograph,
Chacter 23 The
“Miss Redgrave, Silas’s voice was professional but tinged with excitement. “I have the information you requested about the woman with your target.”
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