Ravyn clenched his jaw so hard it ached and slowly pushed himself up from the stool, his whole-body tense with frustration.
Tomorrow was supposed to be their coronation day, the moment everything finally came together.
Yet here Seraphine stood, cool as ice, demanding that Daisy strip right there in front of the entire pack and kiss the damn ground like some kind of public humiliation.
Yeah, Daisy had kicked off the bet. She’d been the one tossing out those wild challenges left and right. But wasn’t Seraphine supposed to be the kind one deep down?
Wasn’t she the same girl who used to donate her own blood without hesitation just to keep Daisy alive?
The memory hit Ravyn like a punch to the gut as he stared at her, his eyes burning with a messy storm of frustration, disbelief, and leftover hurt.
"Sera..." His voice came out low and rough, almost pleading as it carried across the gathering. "You cared about Daisy once. The two of you were actually close back then. You even gave your blood to save her life numerous times."
He swallowed hard, the words tasting bitter. "I know I hurt you bad when I chose her over you. If you still hate anyone, let it be me. Don’t take it out on her like this. We can figure something out together, please."
The gentle tone he used to save only for Daisy echoed through the air, full of raw emotion.
But instead of softening Seraphine’s heart, every single word felt like another knife twisting deeper into her chest, ripping open old wounds and pouring salt on them until the pain burned hotter than ever.
Before she could fire back, Athaliah shoved her stool back and stood up tall. One perfectly arched brow shot up as she looked at Ravyn like he had completely lost his mind. "Did I hear that right?"
Her voice dripped with total disbelief and disgust. "You donated blood to that bitch, and she still stole your man?" Athaliah let out a sharp, humorless laugh that cut through the tension. "Goddess, why am I even wasting my time sitting here listening to this nonsense?"
She crossed her arms tight across her chest. "This Alpha and his little mistress have zero shame."
"She’s right," Prince Jasper added, his face growing colder by the second. "Alpha Ravyn spent all this time painting Luna Sera as the villain. But by your own words, she’s done nothing but help both of you. From the looks of it, she was also the brain behind the pack’s finances and that’s why her leaving affected you all so much."
"The prince has a point," Alpha Oren chimed in next, his eyes filled with heavy disappointment as he stared at Ravyn like he barely recognized the man standing there anymore.
The crushing weight of everyone’s stares pressed down on Ravyn until he wished he could snatch every word back and swallow them whole.
Beside him, Daisy dropped her head low, shame flooding through her so strongly she prayed the ground would crack open and swallow her alive right then and there.
Trying desperately to recover, Ravyn jumped in again, his voice turning firmer. "That was years ago." He pointed straight at Seraphine, his face hardening with anger. "Sera has done terrible things too. She bullied Daisy nonstop. She even attacked her... and stabbed her right in front of me."

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