Chapter 4

Three days later, a video suddenly went viral amongst the pack.

The video was blurry and shaky. The setting was a dark alley, littered with trash in every corner. The outline of the Northside Palace spire could be seen in the far distance of the video's background.

In the video, a she-wolf with a figure that looked exactly like mine was being surrounded by a pack of Rouges. Her back was to the video, and her long hair hung down from her shoulders.

There was also a tear in the shirt she was wearing that exposed her shoulder, bearing a crescent moon-shaped birthmark that looked exactly like the one on my nape.

The Rogues were laughing loudly and mockingly at her, and one of them even reached out to caress the she-wolf's face. When she struggled, they got even rougher with her. Her moans and cries could be heard throughout the video, along with the Rogues' filthy jeers and laughter.

The video only lasted 30 seconds, but it ended with a close-up of the birthmark on her shoulder.

Everyone in the pack knew about the crescent moon-shaped birthmark on the back of my neck. Alonso had even once said that I was a gift that the Moon Goddess had bestowed upon him because of it.

So, every single wolf in the Northside Kingdom recognized that birthmark immediately.

The video was titled in red, "The Licentious Omega's Rendezvous with the Rogues".

Overnight, I had suddenly turned from the poor Omega abandoned by her Alpha into the laughingstock of the Northside Kingdom.

The pack exploded with comments against me.

"I've disliked her for a really long time! She can't even transform, so why does she think that she's worthy of being the Alpha's Luna?"

"I heard that she used the forbidden spell to save Alonso in the past. This is her retribution!"

"Omegas like her should be exiled from the pack! She's such a disgrace to the Northside!"

"I heard that she's suffering from Wilting Wolf syndrome and is about to die. The Moon Goddess upholds justice after all!"

"Is that for real? That's so gratifying to hear!"

"But did you guys notice that she's got a really nice body…"

I sat by the window of my old house, listening to Lucy fill me in on the incident.

She stood behind me and slammed her fist against the windowsill in anger.

"I've already checked the IP address of the first wolf who circulated the video. Hailey was the one who got someone else to do it! She might have used triple encryption, but my former classmate is a techie who hacked it in a flash.

"I can't believe that bitch went so far as to slander you!"

I didn't say anything as I continued reading the comments.

More and more people were commenting on the video; all their remarks were vicious, sarcastic, and biting. They felt like claws trying to drag me into the depths of a bottomless abyss.

Surprisingly, however, I didn't feel angry or upset by them.

I just felt exhausted.

"Say something, Grace," Lucy said, holding my hands. "Yell at them, scream at them if you need to. Don't keep holding it all in like this."

"But what should I say?" I asked quietly. "That it was fake? That I was being framed?

"They would never believe me," I continued. "They only want to believe what they want to believe. They want to paint me as an incapacitated, useless Omega, a filthy, cheating partner, and a pathetic loser who deserved to be abandoned."

The door suddenly slammed open just then.

Alonso stood there with an angry expression on his face.

He exuded a violent, oppressive aura, and I could even see visible ripples in the air that nearly knocked me off my feet.

His eyes were bloodshot, making him look like a beast that was on the verge of going on a rampage. He clutched a deformed phone in his hand, its metallic case creaking under the weight of his grip.

"Explain," he spat, his voice as rough as sandpaper.

I answered calmly, "There's nothing to explain. You've already made your judgment, haven't you?"

"I want to hear it straight from your mouth!" Alonso growled, rushing up to me and grabbing me by my wrist. "It wasn't you in the video, was it! Tell me that it's fake!"

I lifted my eyes and looked at him quietly.

"If it is fake, then what are you going to do about it?" I asked him in response.

"Would you clear my name? Would you stand before all the wolves in the pack and tell them that your fated mate was framed?

"Would you fight against all the vicious comments for my sake?"