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CELESTE MAGNUS POV “Let’s try this again,” I said finally, folding my arms loosely. “You made the first post.” His head shook immediately. “No, I just reposted it, I swear, I didn’t create anything—” “You made it,” I repeated, softer this time, but with enough certainty that it didn’t leave room for argument. His lips slammed shut, his breathing shifted, uneven now as his eyes darted around in panic. “I didn’t mean anything by it,” he said, his voice weaker, cracking at the edges, as he tried to defend himself. “It was just information, people share things all the time—” “Information doesn’t come structured like that,” I cut in calmly, stepping a little closer, just enough to make him feel the shift in distance. “Not from someone like you.” That hit. I saw it; the hesitation. The moment his confidence slipped and something else took its place. Fear. I love that. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he tried again, but the words didn’t land the same way, and he knew it.

ADRIEN ORION POV I didn’t move when the room started to multiply in numbers , when voices rose again in low, unsettled murmurs, when the tension that had held everything still finally snapped and scattered into reactions people could no longer hold back. I stayed where I was, my gaze fixed ahead without really seeing anything, because if I walked away too quickly, if I let myself leave before I understood what had just happened— Then I would do exactly what I had done before. Ignore it, and I wasn’t doing that again. The sound of her voice from that recording hadn’t left my head. It wasn’t loud anymore, it wasn’t echoing through the room, but it lingered in a way that sat under everything else. Impossible to soften no matter how much I tried to frame it differently. “…it doesn’t matter if it’s true…” My jaw tightened slowly as I exhaled through my nose, my hand bracing lightly against the edge of the table as I forced myself to stay present, to not retreat into assumptions th

CELESTE MAGNUS POV. By the time I walked into the palace again, I honestly didn't know how this would end. Not in exact words, not in the specific turns the conversation would take, but in outcome. Power rarely moved in ways that disrupted itself, and even when something was exposed as clearly as this had been, there was always a moment, brief, controlled—where those at the top chose how much of that truth they were willing to act on. Still, I came, because whether he acted or not I needed it said. Hazel needs to suffer for the things she has done to me and to this pack and to me. I knew she had a hand behind those rogue wolf attacks but Adrien was choosing to defend her, because I didn't have evidence. Turning blind eyes to everything wasn't even my anger, but choosing to side with her even when he knew those rogue wolf attacks almost took our lives and at the end it caused the death of my child. However, it's just time and I will surely expose her The guards stepped aside t

ADRIEN ORION POV. The summons didn’t need explanation. The moment I saw the seal pressed into the parchment, something in me had already settled into place—not surprise, not even frustration, just a quiet, familiar recognition of how this was going to unfold. My father didn’t call for trivial matters, and this… this had already gone far beyond that. Celeste hadn’t just responded, she had escalated it, taken it straight to her uncle, and in doing so, she had removed any possibility of this being handled quietly. She had forced it into the open, and now, we were being pulled in to answer for it. The car moved steadily along the road, the engine low and constant beneath the silence that stretched between us, and for a while, I let it stay that way. Hazel hadn’t spoken, but I could feel her tension like it was something physical, something pressing against the space between us, waiting to be acknowledged. I didn’t look at her, not immediately, because I already knew what I woul