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Betrayal

Author: Bunmi
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-10 15:22:29

Loraine’s POV

I froze, unable to believe what I was seeing. Maids hurried in and out, arms loaded with what looked like... broken pieces of my furniture? My heart pounded as I took in the scene, my shock mounting. My bedframe was snapped, my bedside table smashed to splinters, and clothes were scattered across the floor like a whirlwind had blown through. It looked as if someone had completely lost control.

Sasha and Chloe exchanged a nervous glance, as if debating how to explain.

“What exactly happened here?” My voice trembled.

Sasha bit her lip, not meeting my eyes. "Loraine, as we told you before, we think Alpha Hunter... he was the one who did this. Last night.”

I felt a lump in my throat. Hunter had done this? Out of anger? It didn’t make sense. He’d been upset, yes, but to destroy my room like this? The idea unsettled me, sparking a mixture of emotions—shock, confusion, and an aching sadness.

Before I could fully process it, I sensed another presence nearby. Turning, I saw Princ
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