My Fated Alpha's Cruel Game (Elena and Marcus) novel Chapter 309

Chapter 309: Chapter 309 Truth Goes Public

Marcus’s POV

The phone continues its relentless buzzing in my palm when the first warning arrives.

I remain frozen in the exact spot where I stood moments before, my device growing warm against my skin, Asher positioned close enough that his familiar scent reaches me without effort, and the entire office feels caught between one heartbeat and the next, because this is always the instant where power contracts to a single choice and today that choice has been stolen from me.

Ruth’s screen beeps first.

A second monitor flickers to life.

The wall display refreshes without human intervention, data streaming across its surface like water breaking through a dam.

I refuse to take the media call.

Not immediately.

"What the hell is happening," Asher murmurs, his tone controlled but his entire frame has locked into the stillness that only comes when a situation has already escaped all boundaries.

Ruth’s complexion turns ashen as she processes the flood of incoming information, her movements quick and precise while her expression hardens with each passing second, and when she finally meets my gaze there is no uncertainty remaining in her features.

"The documents are public," she states. "Not the complete archive, but more than enough."

My wolf rises to attention, not with aggression or fear, but with complete awareness, every sense sharpening as the full weight of consequences crashes through my mind faster than rational thought can process them.

"Which platforms," I demand.

"All of them," she responds, rotating the primary display in my direction.

Mirror sites populate the screen in rapid succession, public databases illuminating in synchronized waves as file identifiers are parsed and distributed across networks that move with a speed no official statement could ever match, and my throat constricts when I immediately recognize the document structure, because this represents not a hasty information dump or careless security failure but a methodical disclosure engineered for maximum comprehension.

"These came from inside," I observe, my voice remaining level despite the fire building along my spine.

"Correct," Ruth confirms. "And they were formatted specifically for public consumption."

Another notification flashes as public reaction intensifies, and a geographic map expands across the display with regions activating while the files propagate, responses building in real time as shock transforms into fury and fury crystallizes into demands for accountability, with a subtler undercurrent flowing beneath the surface that feels remarkably like vindication. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

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