105. Web of Lies

|| Third-party POV || The dimly lit studio was a stage, and Kael was the lead actor in his own tragic play. The cameras rolled, capturing every tear, every trembling word, every carefully crafted lie. Alaric watched from the shadows of the council room, his sharp grey eyes fixed on the screen, his jaw clenched so tightly it felt like it might shatter. The accusations were ludicrous, a desperate attempt by Kael to salvage his crumbling reputation. But what infuriated Alaric the most was the way Kael had dragged Lilac into his web of lies. “This is absurd,” Alaric muttered under his breath, his voice low but laced with fury. His wolf growled in agreement, the sound reverberating in his chest. He could feel the weight of the room’s gaze on him, the whispers and sidelong glances as the alphas and lunas processed Kael’s words. The reporter on the screen leaned forward, her eyes filled with sympathy as she nodded along. “Thank you for sharing your story, Kael,” she said, her voice soft. “I’m