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= Menu I was driving back to the pack house, but my thoughts were a mess. My mind was completely disorganized, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t focus.

Her words. Her damn words.

The way Selene’s eyes had glowed with anger, the raw defiance in her voice–it all replayed in my head, refusing to let me rest.

I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white as I recalled her admission. The way she had laughed like a madwoman while saying she had drugged me... it was infuriating.

I remembered that night vividly. For years, I had convinced myself that she was behind it all. That she had drugged me for her own gain.

“How could she admit it so easily?” I groaned, slamming my hand against the wheel. Anger surged through me, hot and uncontrollable.

Until today, I thought I had come to terms with her betrayal. I had accepted her schemes against me, her manipulations. But hearing her admit it, hearing her say she married me only for my position, felt like a blade twisting deep in my gut.

I couldn’t go back to the pack house. Not like this. Swerving the car, I changed direction without thinking.

After a while, I arrived at my company’s apartment. I needed space. I needed clarity.

I took a long, cold shower, hoping it would clear my head. But no matter how much water I let run over me, Selene’s words kept echoing in my mind.

“I regret the day I ever met you.”

I stepped out of the bathroom, still restless, and lit a cigarette. The first puff of smoke offered a minor relief, calming my frayed nerves. But the reprieve was temporary, and my thoughts remained tangled.

Just then, my phone began to ring. I glanced at the screen. Ruby.

I wasn’t in the mood to talk to her–or anyone, for that matter. But when the phone rang again, I sighed and picked it up.

Her soft voice greeted me immediately. “Kane, where are you?”

“I’m at my house.”

“Your house?” she repeated, confused. “But I’m in the pack house, and you’re not here.”

I frowned, my irritation bubbling up. “What are you doing there so late at night?”

There was a pause before she replied in a low tone, “I’m spending time with Luna and Leo. They’re such sweet kids. I think they like me a lot. They even called me ‘mom‘ today.”

I rubbed my forehead, feeling a headache coming on. Ruby was trying too hard to stay in my life. She took care of my children selflessly, and I couldn’t deny that.

“Ruby, it’s good that they like you,” I said flatly.

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< Chapter 172 She chuckled softly. “I have a request. Will you do something for me?”

“Just say it,” I replied, exhaling smoke as I leaned back on the couch.

“One of my friends is throwing a birthday party at Lunar Veil. Will you come with me?”

The name Lunar Vell made my mood plummet instantly.

Get 5 Menu Lunar Veil was the most extravagant club in my pack. But more importantly, it was the same club where Selene had drugged me six years ago. The memory of that night resurfaced, dark and bitter.

Suddenly, my vision clouded with anger, and my grip on the phone tightened.

“I will,” I said curtly, my voice cold.

“Thank you, Kane.” Ruby’s voice lit up with excitement, but I barely heard her.

I ended the call abruptly, my mind already racing.

I pulled up my contact list and dialed a number. The moment the person on the other end answered, their voice trembled.

“A–Alpha?”

“Bring me all the surveillance footage from Lunar Veil. From that night six years ago,” I ordered, my tone sharp and unforgiving.

There was a pause before the man stammered, “Alpha, that was almost six years ago. I’m not sure if the footage is still saved...”

I took another drag of my cigarette and exhaled slowly, the smoke curling in the air. My voice was calm but laced with menace.

“Make sure every surveillance record is checked. I want all the video recordings of that night in my hands by tomorrow. If you fail...” I paused, letting the weight of my words settle before continuing. “I’ll shut down your clubbing business.”

“Yes, Alpha! Right away!” the man replied, panic evident in his voice.

I ended the call and leaned back, staring at the ceiling.

This time, I would uncover the truth, No matter what it took.

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