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| adjusted my designer dress as Isabelle and | entered the Shadowfall Club, James Knight's birthday celebration
was in full swing, the exclusive venue filled with the elite of werewolf society,
"Do you think Ethan's here yet?" Isabelle asked, scanning the crowd,
| smiled confidently. "Of course. He wouldn't miss his best friend's birthday,"
We made our way to Moonlight Suite 888, where a security guard checked our names against the guest list
before allowing us entry.
James greeted us warmly, accepting our gifts with his trademark charming smile. "Ladies, you look ravishing
tonight."
"Happy birthday, Jay," | said, kissing his cheek. "Where's Ethan?"
James gestured vaguely. "Taking a call. Business never stops for our Alpha King."
I nodded, hiding my disappointment. I'd hoped to spend the evening by Ethan's
side, especially after our intimate phone conversation last night.
"Let's get drinks," Isabelle suggested, leadingtoward the bar.
As we settled into plush seats with our moonlight wine, | spotted a familiar figure leaving a room across the
corridor.
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“Isabelle,” | hissed, nudging her. "Look who's here."
Isabelle's eyes narrowed as she recognized Olivia Winters. "What is she doing here? She wasn't invited."
| watched as Olivia hurried toward the exit, her expression troubled. "Probably spying on Ethan for Lucas
Blackwood."
Isabelle's face contorted with anger. "That b***h. After what she did tolast night..."
Before | could stop her, Isabelle was on her feet, glass in hand, marching toward Olivia. | followed quickly, both
concerned and curious about what would unfold.
"Olivia Winters!" Isabelle called out, her voice sharp with hatred.
Olivia turned, her expression shifting from surprise to wariness as she recognized Isabelle.
"What do you want?" Olivia asked coldly.
Isabelle's lips curled into a sneer. "I want you to pay for what you did to me."
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Without warning, Isabelle threw her glass of wine directly at Olivia's face. Olivia reacted quickly, dodging
sideways, but sof the red liquid still splashed onto her white blouse and hair.
| suppressed a smile of satisfaction as Olivia stood there, wine dripping from her hair. This was the perfect
opportunity to further damage her reputation in front of the club's elite clientele.
What | didn't expect was Olivia's reaction. Instead of retreating in humiliation, her eyes blazed with fury. She
grabbed Isabelle's arm and dragged her toward James's private room.
"What are you doing?" Isabelle shrieked, struggling against Olivia's grip. "Let go of me!"
| followed them, torn between concern for Isabelle and excitement at the unfolding. This would certainly
give everyone something to talk about.
(Olivia's POV)
| pulled Isabelle into James's private room, my patience completely shattered. First Ethan with his absurd
accusations, and now this spoiled brat attackingin public.
Without hesitation, | grabbed a full bottle of expensive moonlight wine from an ice bucket and uncorked it. "You
want to play with wine?" | asked, my voice dangerously calm. "Let's play."
Isabelle's eyes widened in horror as she realized my intention. "Don't you dare-"
| upended the bottle over her head, drenching her perfectly styled hair and designer dress with the cold liquid.
She screamed, the sound high-pitched and satisfying.
James Knight rushed over, his expression a mix of shock and amusement. "Ladies, please-"
"Stay out of this, James," | warned, setting the empty bottle down. "I'll compensate you for the wine."
"You think I care?" | retorted, my voice carrying through the suddenly silent room.
| turned to find Ethan standing in the doorway, his expression hardening at my
words. The entire room seemed to freeze, guests sensing the tension crackling between us.
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James cleared his throat awkwardly. "Perhaps we should give them sprivacy."
He gestured for the other guests to leave, which they did with obvious reluctance, their eyes darting between
Ethan andas they filed out.
Victoria remained, her arm around a sobbing Isabelle. "Look what she's done!" Victoria exclaimed, her voice
dripping with false concern. "She's completely ruined Isabelle's dress!"
| turned to Ethan, ignoring Victoria's theatrics. "Did you know your cousin arranged for Miles Blackwood to drug
Ethan's gaze shifted to Isabelle, who paled visibly beneath the wine staining her face.
“It's not true!” Isabelle protested, clinging to Victoria for support. “She's lying!"
"Miles Blackwood was arrested for multiple assaults," | continued coldly. "I was one of his intended victims. He
drugged my drink on Isabelle's instructions."
Ethan's expression darkened further, his amber eyes fixed on his trembling cousin.
Victoria stepped forward, her face a perfect mask of concern despite her obvious disgust at Isabelle's wine-
soaked state. "Ethan, you can't possibly believe these accusations. Olivia is clearly trying to deflect
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attention from her own behavior."
"My behavior?" | challenged.
Victoria nodded, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Everyone knows you've been throwing yourself at Lucas
Blackwood. Just like you stole Ethan fromfive years ago, now you're trying to steal Lucas."
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