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Chapter 103 - Betrayal

Penulis: Pixie Snow
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-27 23:13:06

The room still hummed with tension, every eye fixed on the fallen traitor, the poison that had almost claimed me, and the Alpha standing at my side. I let Cameron’s grip around my waist ease slightly, still enough to steady me, but enough to remind everyone that I was not alone. Not now, not ever.

The man - our little spy - finally gasped my name through trembling lips. “N-Nolan… Crestfall… he… he told me to… to make sure you drank it.”

Time froze for a beat too long.

Cameron’s hand tightened again, a warning under his calm mask. I blinked, letting the words sink in. Nolan Crestfall. The man I’d considered an ally. The man who had offered me guidance, mentorship, a path to secure Vale’s business interests. A man I’d trusted.

“Excuse me?” I said slowly, deliberately. My voice was soft, sweetly incredulous, but sharp enough to cut glass. “Nolan Crestfall? He sent you to poison me?”

“Yes! Yes! He said - he said the Vale could not be allowed to rise. That you-” The spy’s eyes darted wildl
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