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CELESTE’S POV 1
I’d never hated the sight of a smile more in my entire life.
My team hade in dead fuckingst, barely crossing the exit zone before time ran out, battered, bloodied, and humiliated.
And Ethan–our fucking Alpha–instead of directing his fury at the one responsible for our failure, he’d smiled at ra with something
dangerously close to approval.
“You led well,” he said, pride infused in every word. “Win or lose, you upheld Frostbane’s honor and spirit.”
Those words struck me worse than any of Ashar’s blows.
ra, propped up on a bench in the resting room with her ribs bound, still managed a satisfied smile. “Thank you, Alpha.”
That look, so smug, so self–assured, was like a knife twisting in my chest. She’d stolen everything from me–mymand, my authority.
my rightful ce as fucking champion.
And my own brother praised her for it.
I clenched my jaw, hands balled into fists at my sides, as the medics wove quietly between the teams, kneeling with their packs and
carefully tending wounds and distributing bandages to those slumped on benches or sprawled on the floor.
The sterile scent of herbs and salves made me sick. I could still taste the iron of blood in my mouth, and the ache in my ribs throbbed
with every shallow breath.
But it wasn’t pain that made my hands shake.
The central screen glowed red through the haze of my anger, and the sight of the gold medal twinkling around Seraphina’s neck made
me want to burn the building–hell, the whole fucking world–to the ground.
One of the medics–a worthless Omega–crouched before me, holding out a small box of tinctures and gauze. “Lady Celeste, if you’ll just
hold still-
I pped the box from his hands. Its contents ttered across the stone floor, rolling and scattering like broken teeth.
Gasps erupted around us.
The Omega recoiled, stunned, his wide eyes shimmering with hurt. “M–mydy-”
“Don’t touch me!” I snapped, rising unsteadily to my feet.
The movement sent <b>sparks </b>of pain arcing down my side. The thought that it was Kieran himself who had inflicted this agony made it
hurt ten times worse.
“I don’t need your pity ministrations,” I hissed down at him. “What I need is justice.”
“Celeste,” Ethan snapped.
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His Alpha tone cracked like a whip across the air, but it only stoked the fury bubbling in my gut.
“Aren’t you the least bit pissed?” I whirled on him, the world swaying for a heartbeat before righting itself.
Confusion furrowed his brows. “What are you on about now?”
I stabbed a finger at the exit. “I’m talking about the tant fraud we witnessed out there!”
The murmurs thickened.
Across the chamber, I saw the members of OTS stiffen. Their uniforms gleamed, pristinepared to our ragged, snow–crusted gear.
Two of the top three cements, snatched by their people–inferior Omegas and deficient outcasts.
It was so ridiculous I couldugh. Fate wasn’t so blind, so derelict that it would let this joke of an injustice ur.
It was clear to anyone with a working pair of eyes that the Trials had been cleverly scripted for their glory.
“Fraud?” Ethan’s voice dropped, dangerously low.
“Yes!” I threw my arm toward the OTS groups. “Two of the top three–two!-and we’re supposed to believe that’s coincidence? That’s
skill? Don’t be na?ve, Ethan. They’ve been favored from the start. The judging, the challenges–it’s all been stacked in their favor.”
One of the OTS members, a tall male with an angr jaw, stepped forward, his grey eyes shing. “Careful, Frostbane.”
“Or what?” I spat. “You’ll cheat louder? Gods, you people couldn’t even be fucking subtle about it!”
A ripple of outrage surged through the room.
“You dare insult the LST’s integrity?” another snapped–a brte woman whose voice carried the weight of authority. “Every result
was reviewed by a council of impartial elders–none of whom bear any allegiance to OTS. Every second of the challenges was broadcast
for all to see. The entirety of the Trials was transparent.” Her hazel eyes narrowed. “If you cannot ept your failure, then choke on it
silently. Do not smear our honor.” 2
“You wouldn’t know honor if it wed your throat out,” I hissed. 1
Ethan’s hand mped around my arm, tight enough to bruise. “Enough.”
I yanked at <b>his </b>grip, twisting my arm, but his hold was unyielding. When I couldn’t break free, I settled for a re.
“Enough? You should be furious! You should be demanding answers, not standing here like some spineless diplomat. Frostbane was
humiliated out there. I was humiliated!”
“You humiliated yourself,” ra muttered, not looking up as her bandages were tied.
My head snapped toward her. “What did you just say?”
“You heard me.” Her gaze stayed steady, unflinching, even as her knuckles whitened on her knee, “You wanna know why we lost,
Celeste?” She leaned in, still seated. “It wasn’t because the other teams were better. Not because anyone cheated. And certainly not
because of judges<b>.</b><b>” </b>
She pointed a finger straight at me. “We lost because we were slowed down by the deadweight on our team. Take responsibility for once
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in your cushioned life.”
Crimson bled into the edges of my vision and, with a snarl, I lunged forward, determined to scratch ra’s eyes out.
“Celeste!” Ethan barked.
His Alphamand froze me mid–step, his nails digging painfully into my arm as he yanked me back.
My brother’s eyes zed, his face tight with fury. “When I say that’s enough, I fucking mean it, Celeste. You will not disgrace our name
further.”
1 gaped at my brother disbelievingly, my anger drowning out the pain of every other injury on my body–including the one his grip was
currently inflicting.
Ethan didn’t wait for a response and turned to the OTS members watching. “On behalf of Frostbane, I apologize for her behavior.”
The OTS members still bristled, but some of the tension bled from their shoulders at his words.
I, however, was trembling from head to toe.
Apologize? For me?
The rage scalded me from the inside. My throat burned, and tears pricked at the corners of my eyes–not from regret, but from the
sheer injustice of it all.
I would not be made the viin. Not here. Not while Sera’s name was on every tongue, her praises echoing from every corner.
“Fine,” I bit out. “If no one else will demand proof, then I will.” I raised my voice. “I want the surveince footage reviewed.”
Ethan groaned. “Celeste-”
“No!” I rounded on him, ignoring the warning edge in his tone. “Don’t you dare try to silence me again. If there’s nothing to hide, then
there’s no harm in transparency. I refuse to swallow humiliation without answers.”
“So fucking dramatic,” ra mumbled. I chose to ignore her this time, clenching my fists so hard I was in danger of breaking my fingers.
“Very well.” The authoritative woman from earlier gave a curt nod. “The footage will be disyed.”
In a matter of minutes, the central screen in the resting area switched from Sera’s sanctimonious press conference to scenes from the
Trials.
I watched, my breath shallow<i>, </i>as image after image unfolded.
Our team iling against Ashar: Callum’s axe skidding off golden fur, Lisa dragging Dn out of reach, ra’s de striking again and again with relentless grit. And me–at the edge…strategizing.
Then it shifted–another projection, another team,
Sera’s
The chamber hushed as the images yed: Seraphina leading her ragtag group of lowlifes across the Snowfield, small against the vast in, yet unyielding
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Her voice carriedmands sharp as any Alpha’s. She didn’t falter, didn’t waver, even without a wolf to anchor her. Her teammates followed her without hesitation, their coordination fluid, their trust absolute.
My shallow breaths ceased altogether as I watched, enraptured. <fn41e7> Follow current nov?ls on Find~Novel</fn41e7>
I thought for sure when the second attempt came and they went in with fucking make–shift smoke bombs, they were done for.
But then, through the haze, Seraphina emerged–a lone figure sprinting toward the golden beast.
As if suddenly possessed with something unseen, her movements grew impossibly sharp, dodging, weaving, rolling beneath his ws.
And then–reckless, impossible–she leapt.
Gasps echoed in the chamber as the image showed her clinging to Ashar’s mane, straddling the Alpha of Nightfang himself.
His body bucked, every ripple of muscle threatening to unseat her, yet she somehow held on.
And then her hand closed around the talisman.
The chamber erupted in apuse, scattered cheers of admiration. Even the members of the other packs looked begrudgingly impressed.
Bile rose in my throat.
“This proves nothing,” I shouted, cutting through the noise. “You all see what I see, don’t you? Kieran let her win.”
Heads whipped toward me, and their attention sent a thrill through me.
*Kieran held back,” I pressed on. My heart hammered, but my voice stayed steady. “Look at his movements. Notice how he struck herpared to us–it was softer, slower. He–he practically gave the talisman to her. Don’t you understand? She has it because he handed
it to her!”
Oh my fucking gods!” ra shot to her feet then. “Give it a rest, would you? Don’t you get tired of the sickening sound of your whiny
voice?”
“Screw this!” I snapped, heading for the exit of the resting chamber. “I’ll hear this from the horse’s mouth.”
I was going to look Kieran in the fucking <i>eyes </i>and have him exin why he’d handed my victory to my nemesis.
“Celeste!”
Lignored Ethan’s call, shoving loiterers that stood in my way.
And then I saw him. No–them.
Near the far wall where the victorious gathered with their families, Kieran stood with them. With her.
Sera’s team nked him, grinning, their wounds bound but their joy bared. And in the middle, beaming with a light so blinding it made
my eyes hurt, was Daniel,
Their son stood pressed against Sera’s side, holding one of Kieran’s hands, as the camera lights shed in quick session.
The sightnced through me. Kieran’s arm rested lightly around Daniel’s shoulders, his hand a half–centimeter away from Sera’s. His
expression was soft, pride shining openly in his eyes.
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Daniel said something excitedly, and Kieran looked at Sera. I could tell from this distance that they were staring into each other’s eyes- and I felt the urge to gouge out both of their eyeballs.
My voice tore from me before I could leash it. “You see! Look at him! Smiling with them, standing with her–you expect me <i>to </i>believe he
didn’t throw the fight?”
Kieran’s head turned. Slowly, his eyes found mine across the room. His brows arched in clear surprise.
“Go on,” I hissed, stalking toward them. “Admit it!” I red at Sera, wishing all the hate and anger I felt toward her could solidify into at
javelin straight through her heart. “You let her fucking win!”
I whirled on Kieran, fighting the urge to smack the look of confusion off his face. “My question is: Why?” Tears blurred my vision. “Why
would you hand her my victory? Why the fuck would you choose her over me?”
When Kieran finally spoke, his voice was as cold, and the chill spread to his eyes.
“I don’t know what you’re on about, Celeste, but I was fair as the Gatekeeper Boss. I did not hold back against either of the teams I faced.
Seraphina earned her victory. ept it.”
“No!” I stumbled forward a step, pain ring in my ribs as I shoved his chest.
He didn’t budge, but he pushed his son behind him, as if I were a danger to the little twat.
“Don’t lie to me. Don’t you dare lie to me—”
Ethan’s hand mped around my arm again, dragging me back. His face was hard as stone, his voice pitched low enough that only I
could hear. “Enough, Celeste, for gods‘ sake. Stop this before you shame us beyond repair.”
“Look around,” he hissed.
And I did.
Everywhere, eyes. Press, warriors, healers, strangers.
Gazes sharp, judging, weighing me as if I were a pound of salmon on a scale,
This–this wasn’t the attention I liked.
Not when they had all made up their minds. They believed the version of the truth they’d been given and held on to it with iron fists.
If I screamed, if I ranted, if I hurled every ounce of my truth at their feet–it would not be Sera who suffered. It would be me.
I swallowed, bitter and choking
My knees wobbled as I drew in a shuddering breath. Then, with a tremble in my voice, I forced out, “I…I just wanted to make you proud.”
My gaze darted toward Kieran, shimmering with tears I summoned onmand. “I gave everything, and it wasn’t enough. I don’t understand what I did wrong.”
I could see why Sera had yed the victim card so often for so long. It was sweet. Empowering in its own way.
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Just like in the hospital after the car ident, like all the times I’d reprimanded him for choosing Sera over me, Kieran woulde to me. He’d hold me. He’d soothe the ache he’d inflicted and apologize for it.
But…
He lingered longer than he should’ve. He only looked at me–cold, distant, unyielding–like Ashar had on the Snowfield.
And that was a defeat worse than anything else I’d faced.
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