Chapter 27: Exposing Lies
The video did not creep into the world.
It detonated.
At exactly 3:17 a.m., while the city slept and the moon hung pale and watchful, the footage appeared on a shadow forum known only to the supernatural underground. Within minutes, it was mirrored across pack servers, council archives, and rogue networks that had not been active in decades. There was no watermark. No tag. No digital trail to follow.
Just truth. Raw and merciless.
The clip opened on the winter gala stage. The lights. The music. Me.
Elena Harper Black.
The angle was wrong, closer than any human camera should have been. It followed my body through the final movements, tracked the spin of my hips, the lift of my arms, the brutal speed of my turns. And then it zoomed in.
Not on my face.
On my
