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Chapter 6
The moment Evelynne’s accusation fell from her lips, the entire hall erupted.
All eyes turned to Liora, some filled with shock, others with scorn, and a few with barely concealed glee because of gloating.
“My god, did Liora really do something like that?”
“Alpha Carmen won’t let her off the hook this time!”
Sure enough, Carmen shot to his feet, eyes sharp as they locked on Liora.
He grabbed the wineglass from the table and hurled it to the floor. The glass shattered with a piercing crack, red wine spreading across the white carpet like blood.
“Liora! What did I tell you last time?” he roared. “If you lay another finger on Evelynne, I wouldn’t spare you!”
Liora didn’t flinch. She stood still, meeting his fury with unsettling calm. Her voice, though soft, dripped with sarcasm.
“I didn’t hurt her.”
Carmen’s expression darkened even further. He strode toward her with barely restrained rage.
He barked, “Would she really make something like that to frame you? Besides, you’re a repeat offender!
Liora’s fingers trembled slightly. Pain flashed through her eyes, but she lifted her head, her voice hoarse and full of despair.
“Then what do you want from me?!”
“You have to kneel and apologize to Evelynne.”
Liora’s pupils contracted sharply. She clutched the hem of her dress, her wolf growling low and furious in her mind.
Her dignity was being ground into the floor like worthless dirt.
Through clenched teeth, she spat out, “Never.”
With that, she turned to walk away.
But Carmen’s face twisted into something vicious. He took a step forward, and kicked her hard in the knee.
“Ouch!”
The sudden blow sent her crashing to the ground, her knees slamming against the floor with a sickening thud.
“Apologize!” Carmen demanded, his tone leaving no room for resistance.
Liora felt her dignity being torn apart bit by bit, as if she’d been stripped bare and exposed under everyone’s watchful eyes.
She defended herself, eyes red, “I told you I didn’t do it! It wasn’t me! I won’t apologize!”
Carmen sneered and waved his hand toward the warriors behind him.
Two warriors immediately stepped forward, gripping her shoulders and forcing her head toward the floor.
“I’m your Luna!” she shouted, struggling against them. “How dare you treat me like this?”
“Forgive us, Luna,” one of them muttered. “But it’s Alpha’s command,”
Liora writhed and resisted, but she was no match for their strength. Her forehead hit the floor with a muffled thump.
The whispers around her grew louder and louder, like countless blades cutting into her heart.
“Look at that. Liora finally got what she deserved.”
“Alpha Carmen doesn’t show mercy, even to his own Luna.”
“Serves her right. She’s always picking on Evelynne anyway.”
“Aiora, are you still refusing to admit it?” Carmen’s voice rang out, laced with impatience.
Kneeling there, Liora felt her pride completely crushed. As she looked down at the dress she had so carefully chosen, a wave of unspeakable despair washed over her.
Then, with every ounce of strength she had left, she ripped herself from the warriors‘ grasp, staggered to her feet, and slapped Carmen across the face
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hard.
The sharp crack echoed through the stunned silence of the banquet hall.
“Carmen!” Her voice trembled with tears, and at last, she could no longer hold them back. “I said I didn’t do it! Is it that everything she says is true, but anything I say must be a lie? You love her, I know, but I’m your Luna! Your fated mate! Your true Luna! What am I to you, huh?! What the hell am I?!”
Her voice trembled with raw pain and despair, as if she were pouring out every ounce of aggrievance and injustice she had kept bottled up.
It was the first time she had ever cried in front of Carmen.
And the first time she had shown him her vulnerability.
Carmen stood frozen. He had never seen Liora like this.
She had always been proud, unyielding. But now she looked like a creature cornered at last, eyes filled with grief and despair.
A strange, unfamiliar feeling stirred in his chest, as if something deep inside him was beginning to crumble.
He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came.
Liora looked at him through a veil of tears, her voice hoarse and broken.
“Remember this, Carmen. I never owed you anything.”
After saying that, she turned and walked out of the banquet hall without looking back.
Carmen stood rooted to the spot, the sting of her slap burning hot across his cheek, finally snapping him out of his daze.
He stared at her retreating figure, and something strange and indescribable rose inside him.
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