Chapter 115 Public Humiliation


    Kirby’s POV


    I couldn’t even speak after hearing Leslie tell that Beta actor, “You’re the only one worthy of it.” Furious, I turned and walked away. My Wolf, Lance, roared with rage inside me. The fire of jealousy nearly burned away what little reason I had left.


    Who would’ve thought–right as I turned around, I saw Leslie surrounded, arguing with someone.


    It was that idiot Vera.


    I walked over, wanting to see what was going on, when a cup of fruit juice–sickeningly sweet with artificial vor–sshed directly onto me.


    The one who ended up getting soaked was me.


    Everyone around looked at Vera like she was about to be executed–except Leslie. She still looked as calm and indifferent as ever, like none of this had anything to do with her.


    Vera’s expression shifted rapidly. She forced out a smile uglier than crying. “Kirby… Alpha sir… a–are you all right?”


    My eyes were pure ice. The pressure of a top Alpha poured out like a tangible force, freezing the air around <ol><li>us. </li></ol>


    My voice was frigid. “We’re not close. Call me Mr. Kirby.”


    I said that, gave Leslie–still watching coldly from the side–a nce, and then turned to leave.


    Since the day I was born, no one had ever made me look this pathetic.


    My deputy Mch quickly followed behind me.


    Vera’s POV


    I’m done for.


    I was just bragging to everyone about how close Kirby and I were, saying our Greyhound Pack might even marry into the Crimson Moon Pack.


    And now–he personally humiliated me in front of everyone, in the coldest way possible.


    Not close?


    To any werewolf trying to cling to power, that was the most brutal rejection imaginable.


    I bit my lip and red at Leslie, fists clenched so hard around the empty cup that my knuckles turned white.


    I wanted to kill her. This was all her fault. If not for her, how could I have ended up like this?


    That bitch Am just had to pour salt on the wound. “Alpha Kirby probably doesn’t even remember yourst name. Did you even introduce yourself earlier?”


    Leslie chuckled softly. Thatugh sliced into my ears like a de.


    Chapter 115 Public Humiliation


    She took Am by the arm and walked oil, leaving me standing there alone, under the weight of everyone’s ridicule and pity.


    Leslie’s POV


    The dinner party was about to start. The biggest celebrity here was obviously my Carl.


    Besides him, the next biggest star was that young Beta actor Lorde.


    The organizers couldn’t afford to invite Carl on stage, and he never did anything he didn’t feel like doing. But they definitely wouldn’t miss the chance to hype up Lorde, the trending sweetheart of the moment.


    Lorde was used to these kinds of events. Calm andposed, he made small talk and offered a few words of blessing.


    But the host clearly wasn’t ready to let go of a juicy headline.


    “Lorde, you’re of age now. On behalf of your fans, can I ask what kind of girl you like?”


    Lorde hesitated, then smiled shyly and didn’t answer.


    The host switched it up. “Then among thedies here tonight, is there anyone you admire?”


    Everyone held their breath.


    Lorde looked around the crowd and spotted me with perfect uracy.


    He gave a clear, boyish smile, shing his little canines. “I admire girls like Leslie.”


    <i>The </i>crowd burst intoughter and apuse, turning to look at me.


    I smiled helplessly and waved at him.


    What a sweet kid–so easily led into trending topics.


    I already had plenty of scandal rumors floating around. I wasn’t too bothered.


    But for that young man…


    This might cause him some trouble.