Chapter 215
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+8 Pearls
Alpha Alaric had always known keeping Tessa of the Blackmaw Pack alive would come back to ruin him.
If he’d known things would spiral like this, he should have ended her when she’d still been locked in that endless, vegetative
silence.
Who could have predicted that a wolf trapped in darkness for years would ever awaken?
The muscles in Alaric’s jaw twitched with tension, though he forced himself to stand tall, masking the sudden thundering of his pulse.
“I don’t understand a word you’re saying,” he said flatly.
A cold, humorless laugh slipped from Tessa’s lips, her voice carrying the edge of a blade. “Isn’t this exactly what you and Scarlett whispered about upstairs five years ago?”
Her words were venom, but she wasn’t finished.
“Not just that—you plotted to drive your lawful mate into madness, wear the mask of the devoted husband, and once you seized full control of the Ebonclaw Pack’s holdings, you planned to kill her and wed your precious mistress, Dean Elira Blackthorn. As for Kael Vale? You wanted him chained for life to serve your mistress and her children, with not a single coin from your estate to his name when you were gone.”
“That’s a lie,” Alaric snapped, a note of panic threading his voice. “The lot of you are conspiring to frame me.”
“Frame you?” Tessa’s sunken eyes widened, the gaunt hollows of her face making her stare all the more haunting.
“I heard every word between you and Scarlett. That’s why you shoved me from the balcony–you thought the fall would kill me. But I lived. And my survival ruined your plan, so you pinned the attempt on Riley, making her take the fall for your crime.”
She shifted her gaze to Luna Zara, her voice dripping with scorn.
“Alpha’s mate, you truly are the perfect wife for him–and the perfect mother for Scarlett. Riley could have cleared her name. But you… you destroyed the security footage that would have proved her innocence, ensuring she was thrown into the dungeons for five long years to rot in the dark.”
Luna Zara froze, her blood running cold, every bone in her body trembling.
She had thought the betrayals she’d already uncovered–Alaric casting Riley out, causing her father’s death, keeping a mistress, and placing the mistress’s pup in her arms to raise–were the worst blows she could bear.
But this truth… this was cruelty of another breed.
Five years ago, Alaric and Scarlett, wolves without conscience, had tried to murder Riley. When they failed, they branded her with the blood–guilt of attempted murder.
And Luna–goddess help her–had destroyed the one proof that could have set the girl free, then convinced Riley to take the punishment in Scarlett’s stead.
Her breath came faster and faster, her heart clamped in an iron fist. The pain tore through her chest, sharp and relentless, a metallic taste flooding her mouth.
She couldn’t hold it back–blood spilled past her lips with a harsh cough. Her knees buckled.
Through the dimming haze of her vision, she looked toward Riley, guilt carving deep furrows in her soul.
Her hand lifted, trembling, desperate to touch the girl’s face–to convey the apology she could never voice.
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