After I Torched Alive, My Alpha Went crazy novel Chapter 202

I felt a pang of guilt. The Alpha King's trust had always been fragile, but today it felt shattered. Was there even a way to rebuild it?

Faye softened, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Grace, you can't take all the blame for this. Someone's pulling the strings, and it's not you. We just need to figure out who it is before they cause more damage."

Before I could respond, the sound of hurried footsteps broke through our conversation.

"Grace!"

I turned to see Odette running toward us, her face pale and her breath ragged. She stumbled to a stop in front of me, clutching her side.

"Odette?" Carlos said sharply, stepping forward. "What's going on?"

She held up a hand, trying to catch her breath. "Did you hold the press conference today?" she asked, her voice trembling.

"What do you mean?" I asked, alarmed by her frantic tone.

Odette grabbed my arm, her words tumbling out in a rush. "There's been an accident! I just fail to understand why this happened.

"Someone must have planned this, but why? Who would want to cause this chaos now?"

We were listening to her, but the confusion only deepened. None of us could make sense of what she was saying, the pieces not fitting together.

I looked at Odette, who was now sitting at the head of the table while Carlos paced back and forth.

Faye leaned against the wall, her arms crossed, a sharp glint in her eyes. It was clear something had gone horribly wrong.

Odette was the first to speak after a brief pause as she saw us all lost in thought. "I arranged everything perfectly.

"The reporters were supposed to embarrass Nova and Estelle during the press conference. Everything was set to highlight you, Grace. But it's all fallen apart."

Faye frowned, her tone sharp. "What exactly did you do? How did it all fall apart?"

Odette sighed loudly, frustration etched across her face. "The reporters I arranged never showed up. Instead, there were others, strange werewolves who didn't seem to belong to any known pack.

Carlos stopped pacing, turning to face Cyrus. His voice was calm, but there was an edge to it, as if the memories were still fresh.

"The Dark Ghost Pack is infamous. They're like shadows, always lurking, always a step ahead. They're known for their ruthlessness and their ability to strike fear into even the bravest wolves. They kidnapped Grace once."

"But why?"Cyrus's eyes widened. "What happened?"

Carlos glanced at me, and I could see the flicker of guilt in his gaze, though he tried to mask it.

"They had an agenda. Grace was dragged into it because of her connection to me."

Odette, always the romantic, smirked. "Agenda or not, it sounds like a story straight out of a love ballad. The brave alpha and the resilient Luna-to-be, facing danger together. It's poetic."

I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms. "I didn't find the kidnapping romantic, Odette. It was terrifying."

Odette waved me off with a dramatic flair. "Details, details. Carlos, you really need to learn to see the romantic side of things."