Refuse to Be Your Luna’s Shadow Chapter 07

Refuse to Be Your Luna’s Shadow Chapter 07

For one stunned second, there was absolute silence. Then chaos exploded.

“It was Bryce who arranged it?”

“Moon, he did that to his own sister!”

“Nightshade’s next Alpha like this?”

The media focus instantly shifted to Bryce. He stood there in shock, staring blankly at me for my public accusation.

“Why are you slandering me?” he hissed. “Where is your proof?”

I let out a short, humorless laugh. “You can hide your face, but you can’t hide your voice. Bryce, my dear brother, I remember what you said to me that night, every single word.”

“Bitch!” Bryce lunged at me. “How dare you?”

Cassian stepped in front of me again, expression like carved ice, and shoved Bryce to the ground.

Pearl saw the tide turning against them and changed tactics in an instant. She let her eyes fill with tears and played the horrified innocent.

“Bryce, how could you do that?” she cried, feigning heartbreak over his actions. “You ruined her!”

Her performance snapped Bryce out of his daze. He realized Pearl was trying to throw him under the bus to save herself. Betrayal cut across his face.

“You lying snake,” he spat. “You begged me to do it! You cried about how Freya stole your place, you told me to teach her a lesson, you were the one who said we should leak the photos!”

Pearl’s face went chalk white. “You are lying,” she screamed. “I never did anything like that. Bryce, don’t you dare drag me down with you!”

Bryce gave a sneer and pulled out his phone. With a tap, he put it on speaker. Pearl’s voice spilled into the air, sweet and poisonous.

“Bryce, if Freya wins your father back, I will never be able to come home! We need to destroy her reputation. Leak the photos. Once she becomes a shame, they will only care about me.”

The recording dropped like a bomb. The reporters went wild, turning their accusations onto Pearl.

“Miss, was all of this your idea?”

“Have you been playing the victim this whole time?”

Pearl panicked and lunged for the phone.

Bryce shoved her away. “I was blind,” he shouted. “I did those terrible things all for you!”

“It was not me,” Pearl shrieked, her mask utterly stripped away, her face twisted. “Bryce, you think you can walk away clean? You said you wanted her to never rise again! You were the one who planned the rape!”

“You little slut,” Bryce fought back. “You are the one who was whoring around that night at the strip club! You were jealous of Freya and begged me to send someone after her!”

They turned on each other in front of the cameras, exposing years of ongoing cruelty: sabotaging my belongings, spreading lies to my parents, and even instigating my foster family to harass me.

And the reason Bryce had done it all for Pearl was simple.

They were sleeping together.

Still, they called each other brother and sister.