---- Chapter 14 No.14 Aria POV: In the video, Lyra was clinging to Ronan, her words a poisonous honey. "You're my real Alpha, Ronan-brother. My protector." Out in the ballroom, Kaelen made a sound like a wounded animal. His face, already pale, became a mask of savage fury. The veins in his neck stood out, and | could practically feel the raw, untamed power of his inner wolf churning just beneath his skin. He had been played for a fool. Lyra shrieked, scrambling to her feet and lunging for the projector. "Turn it off! Turn it off!" Two of my father's guards, loyal only to our bloodline, intercepted her easily. They pinned her arms behind her back, holding her fast as she struggled and sobbed. "Oh, we're just getting started," | said, my voice dripping with satisfaction. "The best parts are still to come." As if on cue, the scene on the screen shifted. A different day, a different location-the stables this time. And there was Lyra, pressed against a bale of hay with another of the core warriors, aman named Jax. Their clothes were in disarray, and her words were sickeningly familiar. ---- "You're so much stronger than the others, Jax," she purred. "You're the one who truly understands me. It's always been you. A wave of shock and disgust rolled through the guests. This wasn't a simple affair. This was a calculated, systematic manipulation. The pure, innocent Omega was a viper who had sunk her fangs into the very heart of the Silver Moon pack's future leadership. The whispers turned to angry mutters. Lyra's carefully crafted image was shattering before their very eyes. Desperate, she twisted in the guards' grip, her eyes finding mine. "Stop! Please, Aria, stop!" she begged, tears of genuine terror now streaming down her face. "It was me! | did it! | released the video of you! | confess! I'll take any punishment, just please... make it stop!" | raised an eyebrow, a slow, cruel smile spreading across my face. "Oh? So now you know what it feels like," | said softly, savoring her desperation. "To have your most private moments exposed for the world to see. To be judged. To be shamed." | shook my head. "No, | don't think I'll stop. In fact," | said, my gaze shifting deliberately to land on Kaelen's rigid form, "the grand finale is just about to start."