Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 177

Chapter 177 So It Was You

Chapter 177 So It Was You

Sharon’s POV

How did this happen?

My plan had been flawless.

Natalie was supposed to be the one on this floor, her reputation shattered.

Instead, I was the one being ruined by a beggar.

Then, Hansel appeared.

“Alpha Jensen, I’ve brought her.”

He shoved the barista into the center of the lounge.

Jensen didn’t even hesitate.

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The rage radiating from him was a physical weight that made the air in the lounge vibrate.

He lashed out with a vicious kick, his heavy boot connecting with the barista’s chest with a sickening thud.

“Talk!” Jensen roared, his voice more beast than man. “Who told you to drug the coffee?”

I watched, paralyzed, as the woman went flying.

She hit a table, her body trembling midair before she slammed into the floor.

The reporters were still there but Jensen didn’t care.

Panic clawed at my throat.

‘Johnson,’ I thought. ‘Say Johnson… Don’t you dare mention my name.’

The memory of my last phone call flashed through my mind.

When I had tried to reach Dr. Johnson just before entering the cafe, the line was dead.

Then, a message had flashed across the web – a report of a wolf accident at a high–speed intersection.

Johnson was dead.

I knew then that I was alone.

When the barista hit the ground, she spat a mouthful of blood.

The barista was shaking violently, her eyes darting toward me for a fraction of a second.

Isaw the moment she realized Johnson wasn’t coming to save her

I had to stop this.

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Chapter 177 So It Was You

If she spoke, the fragile life I had built for five years would go up in flames.

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“Jensen,” I gasped, my voice trembling as I tried to sound like the victim I was supposed to be. “Please, she’s just a servant. Let’s take her back to the Pack house and question her there. It’s too… it’s too public here.”

Jensen turned his head.

The look he gave me silenced the words in my throat.

The barista broke.

She dissolved into ugly tears, her forehead pressed against the blood–stained carpet.

“Alpha Jensen, I was forced! It wasn’t my fault! I didn’t want to do it!”

“Then say it,” Jensen hissed, leaning over her. “Who made you do it? Who gave you the powder?”

The woman’s gaze snapped to me, wide and full of despair.

I felt the walls closing in.

“It was the doctor!” she shrieked. “Dr. Johnson! He called me and ordered me to set up the meeting. He said the Alpha and the Keeper had to lose control!”

Jensen paused, his brow furrowed.

“Johnson? Who is that?”

Hansel didn’t miss a beat.

He glanced at me, his eyes cold. “Ms. Summers’s attending physician… The one who has been treating her moon sickness.”

The silence that followed was absolute.

Jensen’s gaze snapped to me.

He wasn’t a fool.

He had only been a man who chose to look away because it was easier than facing the truth.

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“So it was you,” Jensen whispered, his voice dangerously low. “It was you who tried to trap Natalie and me?”

My mind raced.

“She’s lying!” I screamed, pointing a shaking finger at the barista. “She’s trying to save herself! I don’t even know her!”

The barista let out a shrill, hysterical laugh, wiping the blood from her lip.

“You don’t know me? Then who was it that called me ten minutes before you walked in? Who was it that told me Dr. Johnson was dead… that you’d killed him for being sloppy and that if I didn’t finish the job, you’d kill me too? Who threatened to have my family erased from the Pack records if I didn’t make sure she drank that cup?”

The reporters gasped.

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Johnson had met to