Eero's perspective
Utter shock was an understatement of the way that everyone looked at me. I bit my lower lip and didn't dare to look up to Alpha Claudius.
“What's this supposed to mean, Alpha Ameo? Do you mean to insult Alpha Claudius and Blood Moon?" The man next to Alpha Claudius asked. He must be Alpha Claudius' beta and right-hand man, given his reaction and the pinned-up crest on his chest.
“Beta Caspian. I-I don't know where she got those marks. But I know clearly that my daughter Eero, is still a virgin, just as I promised!” Alpha Ameo said, stuttering.
Claudius, the said cruel Alpha, remained silent while his beta did all the questioning. But I could feel him staring at me, his eyes never leaving me.
“Then explain the marks.” The beta sounded cold and fire-eating.
“I really don't know, Beta. Those are probably insect bites she got from her patrolling duties.” My father Alpha Ameo continued to lie even when it was crystal clear that the beta in front of him would never buy his made-up story.
“Insect bites? You mean the insects chose to bite no other parts of her body but her chest? What do you take us for? A fool? I know what an insect bite looks like, and we certainly know what a hickey is like!” Beta Caspian was in thundering wrath.
I wished the marble floor of the hall would crack open and eat me alive, so that I wouldn't need to endure such a humiliation.
Beta Caspian then turned to Serra. She was the one who revealed those marks on my body after all. It was easier for the beta to dig out the answer straight from her lips.
“Is your father telling the truth? Is she still a virgin? You must know where she got those marks around her chest, right? Tell me the truth if you don't want blood spilling on your newly decorated great hall!” Beta Caspian threatened.
Luna Vera tied up the string of my dress while her precious daughter was being cornered and questioned by the Beta.
Serra swallowed a lump in her throat before getting started.
“Eero's a virgin indeed. But that doesn't mean that she's innocent and pure. I caught her fooling around with Trevor in person just before you and Alpha King arrived. It's Trevor who left those marks around her chest.”
“Liar!” I chimed in and spoke up for myself, not allowing this absurd conversation to go on.
“That's not the truth! I wasn't fooling around with Trevor. Trevor violates me! And you're the one who made that happen!”
“Enough! Now who is this Trevor?” Beta Caspian asked impatiently.
Everyone stood still while he swept through the hall, looking for Trevor. After failing in the end, he turned to Alpha Ameo with an intimidating look, indicating that he was running out of patience.
“Do you really want to play this game, Alpha Ameo?” Alpha clicked his tongue and shut his eyes before he looked in Trevor's direction.
The crowd around him moved away, leaving Trevor in the middle.
Beta Caspian then mind linked their deltas to take Trevor to him.
“Is it true that you violated the Alpha's breeder?” The beta looked down to ask Trevor, who had been kicked to kneel down.
I noticed Serra reaching for Cohen's hand subtly. She must regret pulling the string of my dress.
Trevor shook his head, denying the allegation. “I-I didn't. How dare I violate Alpha Claudius' breeder?”
“But you're the one who left those marks around her chest?” Beta Caspian held Trevor's jaw tight.
Trevor's mind probably went blank. He couldn't come up with another plausible excuse to get spared by the beta.
“I will take your silence as a yes,” Beta Caspian said. He then opened his palm, reaching out for the delta next to him.
“N-No! Please don't do that to my son!" A woman in her mid-forties pleaded. "He's a victim himself. He only followed what he was asked to do!”
The beta of the Moon River Pack quickly wrapped his arm around the woman, stopping her from charging forward.
“This is nothing personal, Trevor. It's Trevor, right? I think I have to teach you a lesson, so that you won't do stupid things like this again."
Before the Alpha of the Moon River Pack got to say something to stop it, Beta Caspian had slashed through the flesh and bone of Trevor's arm. His blood splashed across the floor as he cried and winced in pain.
“No! No! This is all your fault, Serra! I heard you! You asked Trevor to do what he did to your sister." Feline, Trevor's mother, shouted.
Cohen, who was just standing next to Serra, wasn't able to protect her from the enraged mother who left a slap against Serra's cheek. It was so heavy that Serra fell down on her knees.