ZORA'S POV

The atmosphere in Alastair's private room was tense, laden with the uncertainty of my accusations. I stared at Alastair firmly, determined to prove the truth, while Ulrich, the beta, remained silent, scrutinizing every word.

“Zora, how can I believe these accusations without solid evidence?” Alastair inquired, his expression skeptical.

“What I have to offer are facts, Alastair,” I replied, holding my ground. “As soon as Hunter started the test against ...