Their Hidden Princess (Zora) novel Chapter 132

With fury surging through me like a tempest, I stormed across the cafeteria. My heart pounded, and in the depths of my mind, I could feel Mona’s rage igniting, her frustration manifesting as she snarled and snapped at the empty air around us.

I approached Kairos’s table with a singular focus, the weight of my anger propelling me forward. With a forceful motion, I slammed one of the incriminating papers down onto the surface, sending his food flying in a chaotic spray. The sight of his meal splattered across the table seemed almost satisfying, a small victory amidst the storm of my emotions. Slowly, he lifted his gaze to meet mine, his stony, golden eyes reflecting a calm that only fueled my ire.

“What the hell!?” I shouted, my voice rising above the din of the cafeteria. “How dare you?!”

“What now?” he replied, his tone dripping with nonchalance, as if my fury was nothing more than a mild inconvenience.

“Don’t you dare ‘what now’ me, you arrogant jerk!” I slammed my palm down again, this time right on top of the naked photo of me, the humiliation of it all crashing over me like a wave. “You’re behind this, aren’t you?”

“In case you’re not aware,” Kairos drawled, pushing the photo away from him with a casual flick of his fingers, “I can’t exactly waltz into the women’s locker room.”

Across from him, Petyr erupted into laughter, and I felt my anger shift, redirecting toward him like a heat-seeking missile. Another chuckle erupted from the side, and I turned to see another male Alpha lingering near Kairos. He was a second-year student, a face I recognized but knew little about.

“Now we understand why Maximus hasn’t been hanging out with us, fellas,” he chortled, tapping the photo of me with a smirk. It felt as if his filthy fingers were brushing against my skin, igniting a new wave of disgust. “Ditched us for a good pair of tits!”

With a surge of indignation, I yanked the paper from his grasp, my heart racing as Petyr continued to snicker along with him. Oddly enough, Kairos remained silent, and I could feel the weight of his guilt pressing down on me. He was the mastermind behind this humiliation, just as he had been on that wretched first day of school.

“Fine,” I spat, directing my fury at Kairos. “You’ve won this round. Now call them off.”

“What?” he hissed, a flicker of confusion crossing his features. “I had nothing to do with this.”

I paused, allowing my gaze to drift to the girls at the end of the table, their expressions a mix of shock and amusement. Then, I turned back to Kairos, determination hardening my resolve.

“But this time, you’ve crossed a line,” I continued, my voice steady. “You’ve rallied the entire school against me. You’re trying to break me in ways that are utterly inhumane. You’ve violated me in a manner I cannot simply overlook—”

“I didn’t tell them to take those fucking pictures,” Kairos ground out through clenched teeth. LIAR! Mona roared in the recesses of my mind, her fury echoing in my thoughts. I was stunned as the words burst forth from my throat, a bitter snarl escaping my lips. She surged forward, clawing her way to the forefront of my consciousness, just as she had when Valentin had rejected us. My control over my own body felt like a fleeting dream, slipping through my fingers like sand.

I clung to the remnants of my composure, forcing my gaze to the rest of the table. The girls who had taken the photos were huddled together at the end, their wide eyes reflecting a mix of fear and intrigue. Petyr looked as though he had seen a ghost, his face pale and lips quivering. I glanced down at my palms, realizing with horror that sparks of a burgeoning flame were flickering to life. My eyes widened in shock, disbelief coursing through me.

“Mona,” I thought desperately, trying to reach out to my wolf. “We need to calm down.”