••• Damien’s POV •••
I took my phone from my suit pocket and scrolled through the media folder until I found the proof I needed: a recording of my conversation with Alpha Martin.
“Diana, I gave my invitation to Diana.” Alpha Martin’s voice came through my phone speaker, and I saw that Diana’s face had started to turn pale.
“Are you sure about it?” Noah’s voice came next.
“Yes, I’m sure,” Alpha Martin replied.
“Diana, my sister?” My voice came next.
“Yes,” Alpha Martin’s voice was heard again, this time sounding confused. “Was there anything wrong? She said she needed the invitation, and since she’s your sister, I didn’t think of anything by giving it to her.”
“You didn’t hear the news?” Noah asked.
“Diana gave the invitation to my fiancee’s ex-mate and his mistres
