And then—
Her. Faye.
She stood at the center of it all, smiling brightly at the camera.
“Thank you so much for all the love and support,” she said sweetly, her voice light and cheerful.
The comments flooded the screen, praising her, admiring her. My stomach twisted.
“I also want to give a special thanks to Alpha Cain,” she continued, her smile widening. “He’s been incredibly generous to me.”
My grip on the phone tightened.
“Yes, it’s true,” she laughed softly. “He personally chose me as the ambassador for this platform.”
Ambassador. For something I helped build.
“And of course,” she added, lifting her hand slightly as if showing something off, “thank you for the moonstone. It’s so beautiful.”
My breath caught. The comments exploded. Excitement. Envy. Praise.
“And he’s helped me so much,” she continued, her tone softening just enough to sound sincere. “Covering my health expenses, making sure I’m taken care of… he even bought me land.”
Each word felt like a blade. Twisting deeper with every sentence.
I stared at the screen, my vision beginning to blur. This was… ridiculous. Unbelievable.
The Alpha of the Foreshadow Pack. My mate. Making his mistress the face of the very platform I helped create.