My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 156

Chapter 156: Disappointment

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Chapter 157

~Valerie’s POV~

Dristan flinched at that. Good.

Because right now, I couldn’t handle the confusion—his warmth one moment, and his cold indifference the next. Not when I had the entire school whispering behind my back.

Dristan stepped closer anyway, his voice lower. "I didn’t post anything. You know I wouldn’t."

"I don’t know anything right now, Dristan," I whispered, staring him down. "Except that Silver is here. You weren’t, none of you are."

That hurt him. I saw it as his eyes darkened.. Dristan may have wanted to say something but I did not give him a chance further.

"I got to go."

"I’m here now."

His words were too lae as Solstice stepped in then, hand lightly touching my elbow. "Come on, Val. You’ve got bigger problems than post-stakeout guilt."

Dristan scowled. "She needs to hear me out."

"Later," I said, already turning away. "Right now, I have to hear what Principal Whitmore has to say. And if I’m getting kicked out over this..."

I let the sentence die and Solstice walked with me, not looking back once but I could feel Dristan’s eyes on my back.

He was probably watching, burning even and regretting maybe seeing as I was caught on camera with him but it was too late for maybe.

Because the war had already started. And I was still standing in the centre of the battlefield and nobody, not even one of my goddamn mates came out to claim me and make this scandal go away.

I did not plan to be claiming them like a desperate fool, clawing at lost straws to save herself and look more pathetic. No.

All I wanted was peace and my revenge.

Quickly, I took out my phone when another message popped up. Solstice wanted to look but I didn’t give her any chance and instead pulled away, telling ehr I’d meet her in class.

She fumbled, grumbled obviously but I had that space.

As soon as I got to the stairs leading down to her office, I halted and read it.

It was a message from Erik.

Erik: Hey Val, I will soon get access to the truth about the simulation and sorry about the scandal. I know you didn’t do it. It could be a video or photoshopped.

My lips pulled back in a beautiful smile.

Me: I did.

Erik: What?

Erik: Umm, okay... It’s not bad.

Me: Smiles.

Me: I’m cool. I don’t regret anything. Thanks.

Erik: Happy to help.

I was going to end the message there, tuck the phone in my pocket and peacefully head to see Principal Whitmore when a thought crossed my mind.

Erik can help!

Me: If you really want to help, then... dig into this post... who sent the videos viral?

Erik: Oh, that will be easy. I will...

She sat behind her desk like a woman sculpted from disapproval, glasses perched low on her nose, lips pressed into a disapproving line as she glanced up at me from over a neatly stacked file. freёwebnoѵel.com

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