The Secret Heirs of the Lycan King (by Misha K) novel Chapter 50

**TITLE: When Midnight Winds Carry Secrets Toward Worlds Yet Unknown**

A tempest of fury surged within me as I witnessed Maya and Craig hurling insults at Bella. My Lycan stirred restlessly beneath the surface, a primal force eager to unleash its wrath on anyone who dared to harm our mate. It yearned to leap across the tables, to shred the cameras capturing this moment, and to silence every malicious tongue that dared to utter Bella’s name in contempt.

I steeled myself, pressing my boots firmly into the ground, and wrestled with the beast inside me. Taking a deep, steadying breath, I fought against the rising tide of rage. The Lycan pushed against my control, its instincts clawing for release, but it understood the unspoken law: we never shift in front of humans. We must remain hidden, veiled in secrecy, to protect our true nature.

As the turmoil within me subsided, I wrapped my free arm around Bella’s waist, pulling her closer to me. I could feel her trembling slightly, and I instinctively tucked her more securely against my chest. In that moment, she was my responsibility to protect, my shield against the harshness of the world.

Thoughts raced through my mind, piecing together the puzzle of betrayal. I had been aware of Craig’s infidelity with Maya, but what I had uncovered tonight revealed the insidious depth of the betrayal. It wasn’t just Craig; it was her own family that had sharpened the dagger, handing it to him so he could wield it against her at will. His voice echoed in my mind, taunting me with his cruel words, the last barb he had thrown at me: if he were in my shoes, he would divorce Bella. I had already dealt with Maya; now it was time to confront Craig.

I fixed my gaze on him, my voice low and menacing. “And you—you don’t dictate who I love,” I growled, my words dripping with disdain. “You are nothing to me!” He flinched visibly at my insult, the sting of my words landing squarely on his ego. “I know Bella,” I continued, my voice steady and fierce. “Better than you ever could. You’ve all targeted her for years, preying on her because she was alone. You made her the scapegoat to shield yourselves from confronting your own ugliness. You call her stubborn, arrogant? But we all know who the liars are, who the cheaters are, who took pleasure in breaking her and then twisted her pain into a façade of nobility.”

I could feel Bella’s breath against my arm, warm and shaky. Her fingers dug into my skin, and I could sense the dampness of her tears soaking through my shirt. Damn it. My chest tightened painfully, a mixture of anger and heartbreak.

“And here’s the truth,” I added, my voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “It’s only her mercy that has kept your secret from becoming the scandal it deserved to be all these years. She never made that video go viral. She was trying to move on, to protect this family’s reputation and her own honor. But tonight,” I lifted my chin defiantly, surveying the room, “I believe the truth deserves its moment in the light.”

In my mind, I reached out to Troy, urging him to do what needed to be done. Suddenly, a collective buzz erupted from everyone’s phones, confusion etched across their faces as they pulled them out.

When they saw the notifications, gasps filled the air. Maya’s hand flew to her mouth in shock, while Craig turned ashen, the color draining from his face. On every screen, the same video Bella had recorded five years ago played, revealing the truth they had tried so desperately to bury.

Whispers erupted around us:

“Oh my God—”

“She recorded it—”

“They did this to her?”

“That’s disgusting—”

“And they made her the scapegoat?”

“Such a shameless family.”

My Lycan swelled with pride at the turn of events.

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