To ruin an Omega novel Chapter 378

Chapter 378: Bite 2

ALDRIC

"My brother here is a master manipulator and a scary werewolf," he said. His voice was steady and clear. "This mostly started for me when our brother died and the Alpha seat of Skollrend was up for grabs."

I kept my face neutral.

Gabriel continued.

"My brother placed himself as someone who was not interested in the Alpha seat. He convinced me that our nephew here was not ready to hold that kind of power. I was convinced. And I did try to run against Cian."

He paused.

"But I saw that I was wrong. My nephew had fire in him. He had matured. He wanted the seat to honor his father, my late brother, and he had plans for the pack. It occurred to me that I only wanted this because I had this archaic idea that I knew better. Because I was older."

Gabriel’s voice softened slightly.

"I thought even my brother over there, Aldric, had his priorities right. He was not pathetically hungry for this like I was. So I withdrew."

He looked at me.

"But then I realized quickly how wrong I was. My brother was hungry. Far hungrier for power than I ever could be."

The room was completely silent now.

"He lashed out," Gabriel said. "He said things. Strange things. Like how he had put the idea in my head to oppose Cian when he contested for the seat."

Gabriel’s jaw tightened.

"His goal was that the enmity between us would grow so much that it started to chasm. And if we did not decide to kill each other, the elders would just determine we were not good fits for the pack. And the seat would go to him."

I felt my hands curl into fists behind my back.

Gabriel stepped closer.

"You see, my brother has a problem. Aside from being power hungry, he likes being loved. It is what prevented the world from seeing the extent of his monstrosity for a long while now. He is capable of bribery, blackmail, and even murder."

He paused.

"So when I did not follow the script, he locked me up."

Gabriel turned to face the crowd.

"A lot of you, before this moment and even now, believed me to be a traitor. And I am certain that even now, many still do. But that is the story my dear brother sold you while he imprisoned me. He made me the villain."

The hall erupted again.

People were shouting questions. Demanding proof. Some were already convinced. Others looked skeptical.

Elder Callum raised his hand.

"Those are vile things to have happen to you if they are true," he said carefully. "But how can any of this be proven? How did you even get free?"

Wilhelm stepped forward from the gallery.

I had not noticed him before but he was there now. Standing beside Valentine.

"We are practicioners and we have our means," Wilhelm said. His voice was calm. Matter of fact. "My sister suspected something from what Aldric said in his own pride, drunk in his own power. We had to find out."

I turned my attention to him.

"My estate is brimming with security and servants," I said. My voice was steady. Reasonable. "I doubt they just let you in."

I looked at Wilhelm directly.

"None of this can be true. But what happened? Did your kind use your cruel spells on them?"

I let the words hang in the air for a moment.

"Witches toying with the bodies and autonomy of wolves. A tale as old as time."

I could feel the shift immediately.

The room had been turning against me. But now I had given them something else to think about. Something older. Deeper. A wound that had never fully healed.

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