Novel & Cerita Heard It Through The Grapevine Drama

Her teeth clenched as she struggled to contain herself. “And yet, what do you do?” Althea’s voice cut deep, her words a blade. “You drag me into the drama of your marriage?” The reporters exchanged startled glances, some hastily pulling out their phones to stream the broadcast live, Althea’s words spreading across social media like wildfire. Within minutes, the story shot to the very top of trending headlines—an unexpected bombshell no one had seen coming. Theo kicked his chair so hard it screeched across the floor. “Damn it! Who gave access to this feed?!”

I was as appalled by her callous indifference as I was by the news itself, but it made no difference to the girl who went on talking. “Someone overheard someone else talking to somebody who said they’d heard from someone who was getting info directly from some other dude who’d heard from his girlfriend who’s been messing around with the football team captain, so she got to hear from him ‘cause he was talking to someone else who overheard Jayden say it. Jayden’s pissed.” My brain hurt. My ears hurt. I blinked several times, trying to unpack the verbal onslaught I’d been made to listen through. How did she…how did anyone keep up with a story like that?

WINNY I was giggling and riding the pack's recreation grounds with Grace, celebrating my mate bond with Alpha Sean, when the news arrived. It ran like wildfire in parched leaves, rumors flying faster than the rollercoaster tracks we were standing beside. "That's not possible!" My happiness turned to sobs as I read the titles on Grace's phone. "I believe he knew this would occur, but do not puzzle yourself out, Winny. This is not an issue, only a rumour. It may be a lie or something to grab everyone's attention."

Lucas and Marcus ran to her, confused as to what was going on, they kept on calling her name but Anna couldn't hear them, all she could hear was a loud ringing in her ears. Lucas picked up her phone and when he saw the headline he immediately changed the station to a news one and that was the top story. BILLIONAIRE CEO DYLAN KNIGHT, PRESUMED DEAD AFTER PLANE CRASH.

I said as I pulled his hand off of my arm, “She knew all of that?” Drew asked, sounding surprised that I knew his past, “She may not have been with you and your friends, Drew, but she heard what you guys would say when she was around,” I sighed at his stupidity “I just thought she never listened,” Drew said as he scratched the back of his head “She needed dirt on her abusers, so of course she listened in on your conversations,” I sighed as I turned to head to my apartment, “Wait, Moony!” Drew shouted

As soon as I stepped into the staff area, I heard whispers. “Didn’t you see how Damian’s son appeared today? He was looking tatad, so unkempt.” “I heard it was because of the new web designer.” “Ahhh, Mrs. Gossiper" one of the staff, Mary exclaimed. “How did you know it’s because of her?” another asked. Mary asked. “Well, like you said, I’m a gossiper. I know everything that goes on in Blackthorne Holdings. Believe it or not, I’m better at news than BBC.”

She just had to survive three more weeks. She moved the stone back into place and went to clean the kennels. ❖ ❖ ❖ The news broke at midday, spreading through the pack house like smoke under a door. Wren heard it first from the kitchen omegas — a burst of urgent whispers she caught while returning the mop bucket, snatches of conversation that made her slow her steps. "— confirmed this morning, Kaine got word by runner —" "— which one? There's more than one Voss —"

“The fairytale might be ending. Rumor has it, a certain newlywed heiress is hiding a scandal bigger than anyone saw coming. Her past? Not so squeaky clean after all.” Under it? A blurry photo of me — from over a year ago. Crying. Alone. In front of what looked like a hospital. I blinked. Where the hell did they get this? --- By the time Xander walked in, I had already looped him in. He read the headline once and tossed the phone onto the couch. “Robert?” he asked. “Or Diane,” Danielle replied. “Possibly both. They’ve been digging. Planting seeds. Testing the water.”

Then she opened it. The letter was two pages. She read it at the desk while Darius sat across from her, not pretending to work on anything else, which she appreciated because pretending would have been a form of not being present, and she wanted him to be present for whatever this was. Her aunt had heard about the bond and the luna position and Marco. She had heard through the particular network of pack connections that moved information without anyone deliberately sending it, the way news moved through a community when the news was significant enough to travel.

But Leah heard what he did not say. Find the friend. Find the letter’s path. Find why Evelyn’s voice had been removed before anyone could hear it. And somewhere beneath that, more dangerous than all of it: Find out whether Diana had paid for listening.