My Mate Sent Me To Prison I Return As His Nightmare novel Chapter 10

"So, would you?" Raven whispered, nudging me with her elbow.

I shook my head without hesitation. "Never. Unless he's figured out how to raise the dead."

Raven didn't push further.

After the footage of Sylvia attacking my mother went viral, social media erupted in collective outrage.

My mother's former students—dozens of successful Alphas and designers—organized a petition demanding criminal charges.

Then came the plot twist no one saw coming.

Sylvia, who'd vanished after her mysterious abduction, suddenly reappeared—literally dumped on a busy downtown corner like yesterday's prey.

Her clothes were torn, her appearance disheveled, but people still recognized her instantly.

As the crowd moved to detain her for the Council, she somehow broke free and disappeared into the human city.

Social media exploded with frustrated comments wishing they'd been there to catch her themselves.

I thought the drama might finally be winding down, but Grayson had one more card to play.

At the height of the scandal, he launched an unannounced Moon-stream. Within minutes, his viewer count exploded into the hundreds of thousands.

"Adira, you need to see this," Raven said, shoving her phone in front of me. Grayson's voice—rough and hollow—filled the room.

"I need to make something clear. Four years ago, I destroyed Adira's life."

"To help Sylvia become the sacred guardian circles's rising star and secure her mating into the Silverstone fortune, I betrayed Luna's trust. I created imitations of her sacred totems without any protective power and switched them."

Dad would regularly invite him to our pack. Mom would spend all day preparing his favorite dishes.

How could he have been so ruthless? How could he have systematically destroyed my pack without remorse?

I collapsed against Raven's shoulder, my body shaking with sobs I couldn't control.

I'm not sure how long I cried, but eventually the doorbell rang.

Raven went to answer it while I desperately tried to pull myself together, splashing cold water on my swollen face.

Then I heard her furious voice from the hallway:

"What the hell are you doing here?"