He Faked My Shame, I Ruined His Werewolf Pack

I'd just stepped onto the marking ceremony dais when the big screen suddenly flashed a photo of me in bed with a strange man. Alpha Cedric threw off my hand on the spot and slid the ring onto the finger of Eva—the Luna candidate, her eyes red from crying. His face cold, he said to me, "Lise, you're tainted. Which makes this the perfect time to hand over the Luna position." The whole hall was filming me. I was so angry my hands were shaking—but my wolf, Stella, was laughing. Because the man in that photo was Cedric himself, out of his mind after being dosed with wolfsbane. And the one who'd secretly filmed it was Eva—the very girl now trembling in his arms. I didn't explain. I just plugged the USB drive into the main console. In the next video, Cedric was clutching Eva, begging to mark her—but the name he cried out was mine. He thought I was the one being humiliated. What he didn't know was that the ones being publicly destroyed in front of the entire Pack tonight were them.

Oleh Stormborne Princess