“Lies!” Evelyn shrieked, her voice sharp as broken glass. “I only told them to watch her! When did I ever say something like that?!”
The lead Alpha sneered and pulled out his communicator.
“I figured something might happen, so I recorded it—just in case.”
He tapped the screen. A recording played.
Evelyn’s voice rang out, cold and unmistakable:
“Keep an eye on her. Have your fun—just don’t let her run away.”
The blood drained from Evelyn’s face. Her legs buckled, and she collapsed into a chair, mumbling:
“It wasn’t me… It wasn’t me…”
Alpha Rex sniffled, then suddenly exploded in rage.
He slapped Evelyn across the face, the sound echoing off the sterile walls.
“You dared?! Stella is my Luna!”
The strike was brutal—her cheek swelled instantly, blood trickling from the corner of her
