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Chapter 156
~Valerie’s POV~
My fists clenched. Riven hadn’t been there. He didn’t see the way she looked at me before I kissed her. The way she melted, even if only for a second.
Riven’s eyes gleamed red, just faintly, like a flicker beneath the surface. "Funny, isn’t it? You walk around like she’s already yours, but the second she finds comfort elsewhere, the wolf in you panics. That bond’s messy, Dristan. Unpredictable. Not the kind you can control."
"I don’t need to control her," I bit out. "Valerie’s not a puppet."
"No, but you hate that she chooses something other than you. You hate that it’s not you she ran to when her world cracked."
I stepped forward, closing the space between us. "Say her name again, Alucard, and I’ll give the Council something to discuss besides policies and titles."
Riven’s smile only widened, and that was the worst part. He wanted me to snap. He wanted me to slip.
But I wouldn’t, not here.
Still, before I walked past him, I leaned in low enough for him to hear every syllable.
"Valerie will choose me," I said. "Not because of fate or bonds but because I’ll stand beside her through whatever happens."
I did not wait for his reply and walked away before the fire in my chest made me do something I’d regret.
Because gods help me, if Kai touched her again, I wasn’t sure I’d stop myself next time.
He was possessive, but so was I.
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~Valerie’s POV~
The morning sun was anything but kind.
By the time I dragged myself out of bed and into fresh clothes, somewhat composed but still drained, I’d already decided to face the day.
Avoiding the world wasn’t helping, and the last thing I needed was to fall further behind while everyone whispered behind my back for missing class.
What I didn’t expect was to walk into hell the moment I stepped into the hallway.
Eyes were everywhere.
Some tried to look away when I met their stares. Some didn’t bother hiding the amusement on their faces. Others whispered like I wasn’t standing right there.
The stares didn’t stop when I entered the classroom either. They grew louder like an avalanche rolling over everything I thought I’d braced for.
I didn’t speak until I found my usual seat, shoulders stiff and eyes forward, ignoring the burning gaze on the back of my head.
Just when I thought I’d lock my head or have it buried in my book...
"Valerie."
I lifted my head and turned sharply in the direction of the voice.
Isla, Emerald, and Astraea stood over me, all three wearing matching expressions of concern—and something else. Something tighter. A little shocked and or a little unsure.
"What’s going on?" I asked, while keeping my voice low.
Emerald sighed, then slid her phone into my line of sight.
It was open on the school gossip site.
PSA Scandal Alert
Valerie Nightshade, the oh-so-enigmatic new transfer, seems to be faking illness just to get her tongue down someone’s throat. Or multiple someones. Classy, right?
Beneath the text was a grainy video.
I clicked it.
The sound was off, but I didn’t need audio to see what played out. It was me...
And Kai, in my room.
Kissing.
I sucked in a breath.
The angle... the lighting... The way it zoomed. Someone had filmed us from the window.
"That’s not all," Isla said quietly, swiping left.
A second post.
Double Dipped? Valerie Nightshade strikes again—this time with Dristan Alexander, PSA’s golden boy.
My blood went cold.
Another video started to play. It showed me in Dristan’s car. The kiss, the tension, the way his hand cradled my jaw, and the obvious intimacy between us.
It was all there. Posted. Shared. Already flooded with comments.
I saw the caption.
One wolf, too many collars. Someone tell her this isn’t a breeding academy.
The comments section was worse.
"Fake sick just to get dick."
"Is she trying to collect the whole Alpha set?"
"Kissing one mate today, another tomorrow... classic ho energy."
I snapped the phone shut, my stomach rolling.
My ears buzzed and my chest burned.
This... this wasn’t just gossip. This was war.
"Val—" Isla started.
But I didn’t hear her.
Because just then, the classroom door opened and Titania sauntered in like the queen of venom herself.
As usual, her entourage flanked her, and she wore an outfit far too regal for a school setting—crimson lips, sleek ponytail, and a wicked gleam in her eyes that told me this wasn’t a coincidence.
"Oh, look who decided to show up," she purred, pausing right at my desk. "Did you get enough rest? Or were you too busy playing mate tag with the Alpha Heirs?"
I stiffened, not trusting myself to speak.
She smiled wider.
Ding.
"Valerie Nightshade. Report to Principal Whitmore’s office immediately."
"Are you okay?"
"Ignore them. They’re assholes."
"Valerie, please. Let me see you."
"We’ll handle this."
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