The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 368

**The Perfect 368**

I commanded the warriors to usher Sophia straight to my study. The hour was late, and Anya’s piercing screams had disturbed half the household, yet I found myself resolute, unwilling to let Sophia slip away from me once again.

Not this time.

The very thought that she had been pretending to be someone new, someone who had matured and left her treacherous past behind, was infuriating. Yet, here she was, breaking into my home under the cloak of night, tormenting an innocent woman, and attempting to vandalize property?

No. I had reached my breaking point with Sophia. I was determined to unearth the truth before my parents swooped in to play the saviors yet again.

“Place her in that chair,” I directed the warriors, gesturing toward a sturdy wooden chair that stood defiantly across from my desk. They unceremoniously deposited her into the seat, and after a curt nod from me, they removed her restraints. Sophia glared at them with a fierce intensity, rubbing her wrists as if she had been bound for days rather than mere moments.

“Alex, I can explain—” she began, her voice a tumultuous mix of desperation and defiance.

“Indeed, you will explain,” I replied, pulling a chair closer and settling into it, fixing her with a steely gaze. I was painfully aware of my shirtless state, the remnants of the peaceful moment I had shared with Ella now a distant memory. “Now, I demand the truth.”

“I was just pranking her,” Sophia blurted out, her words tumbling forth too hastily, a clear indication of her insincerity. “Just a little light hazing before the wedding, you know? To welcome her into my circle of friends. I wasn’t actually going to ruin her dress.”

“Bullshit,” I shot back, leaning back in my chair, folding my arms across my chest. “You just confessed only moments ago that you intended to ruin the dress, and now you’re backpedaling. I want the truth, Sophia.”

At that, her mouth snapped shut, and I could almost hear the frantic whirring of her mind as she scrambled to fabricate another excuse, another lie.

For the next ten minutes, Sophia unleashed every excuse she could muster, grasping at straws to justify her actions. She claimed that Anya was in on it, that it was Anya’s idea to test whether I truly cared for her. She even spun a tale about the dress being stolen from her mother’s closet, insisting she was merely seeking revenge.

Everything, it seemed, except the truth.

“If I may, Alpha,” one of my Gammas interjected, stepping forward with a hint of urgency in his tone. “Omega Lilith suggested she could whip up a minor truth serum.”

I turned to face him, surprise flickering across my features. “Pardon?”

The Gamma sighed, gesturing toward the door. One of the other Gammas opened it, allowing Lilith to enter the room. “I heard there’s been some trouble,” she said, holding up a small vial. “I concocted this truth serum from herbs I gathered from the garden. It’s reputed to have tongue-loosening properties.”

I raised an eyebrow, skepticism mingling with intrigue. At this point, I had endured so much that I found it hard to dismiss the possibility of such a serum. If curses, witches, and dark rituals were real, then why not truth serums?

I extended my hand, accepting the vial from her. One of the Gammas held Sophia’s mouth open as she squirmed, and I poured the liquid onto her tongue.

At first, nothing seemed to happen, just as I had suspected. But then, I watched as Sophia began to shake her head violently, as if trying to dislodge a thought from her mind. Her eyes blinked rapidly, and when they met mine again, they appeared clouded, as if she were battling against an unseen force.

“No… No, I won’t say it…” she whispered, her fingers tangling in her hair as panic set in.

With a surge of curiosity, I leaned in closer. “Sophia, why were you really here tonight?” I pressed gently, my voice steady.

She hesitated, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the edges of her chair. Finally, the truth spilled forth, “I… I’m jealous. You were supposed to marry me, not that Omega bitch. You’re mine.”

“Is that so?” I replied, casting a glance at Lilith, genuinely impressed by her concoction, before returning my focus to Sophia.

She nodded, her face contorting with the effort of suppressing the truth. “I wanted to sabotage her just like I sabotaged Ella.”

The mere mention of Ella’s name ignited a fire within me.

“How dare you speak of her,” I hissed, my voice low and dangerous.

Sophia’s hands clutched at her hair, her teeth grinding together. “But it’s true. I sabotaged her right up until the very end.”

“The very end.” My mind raced, an implication striking me with the force of a thunderclap. “Did you fabricate the evidence I found?”

A low growl rumbled in my chest, and I snapped my fingers at the warriors, commanding them to take Sophia to the pack cells before I lost control and throttled her myself. Her cries and pleas fell on deaf ears as I tuned them out, my mind consumed by the echoes of her confessions.

Sophia was in league with Gabriel. The evidence had likely been deliberately forged.

And most damning of all…

Sophia had willingly let Ella die.

“Alex—Alex, wait!” Sophia’s voice rang out as the warriors dragged her away. “I love you, okay?! I’ve always loved you, ever since we were kids! I’m sorry! I just—”

“I don’t love you, Sophia.” I rose slowly, turning to face her, ice coursing through my veins. “I never did. I never will. And from this day forward, after what you’ve done… I will only ever hate you.”

Her lower lip trembled, and she stammered, “But—but Alex—”

“And for the last bloody time, stop calling me Alex,” I snapped, my voice sharp as a blade. “It’s either Alpha King or Alexander. From now on, you will only ever say my name with fullness, with respect… or better yet, not at all.”

As the weight of the truth settled heavily in the room, I felt an unsettling mix of anger and relief. Sophia’s confessions had unraveled a twisted web of jealousy and betrayal, revealing the depths of her darkness and the lengths she would go to reclaim what she believed was hers. The finality of my words hung in the air, a stark declaration that shattered any remnants of affection I once harbored for her. I had stood at the precipice of my emotions, teetering between love and hate, but now, with the clarity of her admissions, I felt a steely resolve take hold. The ghosts of Ella and the past would no longer haunt me; I had to protect my future, my pack, and the love I had found anew.

As the warriors escorted Sophia away, her desperate pleas faded into the background, replaced by the promise of a new beginning. I turned my thoughts to Ella, the light that had been extinguished far too soon, and the bond we had forged before tragedy tore us apart. With each passing moment, I felt the weight of my responsibilities as Alpha King solidify within me. I had a duty to honor Ella’s memory, to ensure that no one else would suffer at the hands of betrayal. Determined to reclaim my strength and lead my pack with unwavering conviction, I steeled myself for the challenges ahead. The path to healing would be arduous, but I was ready to embrace it, to forge a new destiny, and to protect those who truly mattered.

**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**

In the upcoming chapter, the tension between Alex and Sophia reaches a boiling point as the fallout from her revelations begins to ripple through their world. With the truth about Gabriel’s involvement hanging ominously in the air, Alex must confront the implications of Sophia’s betrayal, not only for himself but for the entire pack. As he grapples with the weight of her confessions, the stakes grow higher, and the lines between friend and foe begin to blur. Will Alex be able to rally his allies and uncover the full extent of Gabriel’s treachery, or will he be consumed by the chaos that threatens to unravel everything he holds dear?

As the chapter unfolds, expect a deeper exploration of Alex’s internal struggle as he battles his feelings of rage, betrayal, and heartbreak. The haunting memories of Ella’s death will loom large, pushing him to make choices that could alter the course of his destiny. Meanwhile, the pack dynamics will shift as whispers of Sophia’s actions spread, leading to unexpected alliances and confrontations. With the weight of leadership pressing down on him, Alex must decide how far he is willing to go to protect his pack and honor the memory of those lost. Will he emerge stronger from this turmoil, or will the darkness surrounding him pull him under? Prepare for a chapter filled with revelations, emotional turmoil, and the relentless pursuit of justice.