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It was safe to say that everyone in the ballroom was shocked. Zara Storm especially, seeing the way the phone slipped from her hand.

She had arrived late to the party with her husband Caspian just a few minutes ago and had been lucky enough—in her opinion—to catch Alaric dancing with that girl.

As soon as Alaric was done dancing and was about to return to his seat, she swiftly grabbed his arm and led him to the corner where they had a quiet conversation.

"What the fuck is going on here?! You’re supposed to be with Elsie, not that purple-head girl!" she whisper-yelled.

But Alaric’s face twisted. "Oh, suddenly you’re interested in what’s going on in my life?"

"What?" Zara didn’t like that sneer on his face.

"Over the weeks I’ve tried to speak to you as my mother, but you were busy as usual.

And I thought, perhaps, she’d have time for me during Parents Week.

But then you and Dad brought work into a social event?

And now what? You want to know about the girl I’m dating—here, in a hall full of hundreds of people? " Alaric said with disbelief.

Zara’s throat tightened as she realized just how right he was. "Fine, Alaric dear, I’m sorry. I should have listened to you more, but you have to tell me you’re not seriously involved with that girl."

For a moment, her favorite son looked like he was about to explain himself, only for his expression to suddenly harden. "You know what? Fuck you." He meant that with the gesture as well.

Zara was completely bewildered. If any of her sons could ever behave like that, it was Ace, not Alaric. What in the world had that purple-head done to her son?

After that unpleasant encounter with her son, the night apparently decided to take a darker turn, and here she was, watching an unfiltered video of her supposed daughter-in-law getting her kinky fetish fulfilled.

Zara and Caspian looked at each other, stunned. What the hell was going on here? They actually thought Elsie was into their son? And why the fuck was she getting wild with a girl? By chance, was she...?

But then, no one could be more in despair than Caroline Lancaster, who ran over to the tech team, yelling, "Stop that video! Shut that video right now!"

But a member of the tech team shrugged, lifting up the main cable he had already unplugged and yet nothing stopped.

"No, no, no..." Caroline let out a desperate groan, dragging her hand through her hair. What the hell was she going to do?

But it only got worse from there as the video got to the part where Elsie spread her legs and Grace went down on her.

The gasps and shouts in the hall were louder. More than one wine glass shattered. Someone fainted on the spot while a parent stood up, dragging their child away.

But that was not all. The students had their phones out, recording the shocking clip with varying expressions on their faces.

Some were pleased and laughed, mostly students bullied by Elsie in the past or who were simply jealous of her and couldn’t wait to see her fall.

While the others were just compulsive recorders.

This was hot news after all. Seriously, with Grace of all people?

None of them wanted to be left out of the gossip.

Principal Jameson, as usual, tried to restore order by saying, "Please put down your cameras. No recording, please. This is a sensitive matter."

But no one listened. The students giggled as they excitedly recorded the scene.

Elsie Lancaster, in question, was frozen on the spot, staring at the screen and watching her life fall into pieces.

The video had lasted longer than any other piece on the reel, so everyone at this point was left with anticipation when the screen suddenly went black again and the red font appeared once more in bold letters:

The video opened once more and this time it was another scene of Elsie on her back, eyes closed in pleasure while Grace diligently ate her out like a woman possessed.

"Goddess me!" exclaimed one of the students recording. "I swear, Elsie’s gay for Grace."

"Shit!" Caroline cursed when hundreds of eyes pinned her on the spot.

"She knew?" she heard someone exclaim from the crowd.

"No, no, no, I tried to stop her," Caroline began to desperately explain, "You’ll see it in the video!" She pointed at the screen, confident the scene of her trying to slap Elsie would show.

But that was it. The words, "Thank you for watching," flashed right before the screen turned off entirely.

That was it. It was over.

"No, no, no, that’s not it! I swear I never supported her! The video should have shown it!" Caroline said to them, but their disappointed looks said it all.

Then suddenly, there was a scream and everyone quickly turned to see Elsie Lancaster attacking Violet Purple.

"You stupid bitch! I know this is all your doing! You secretly videoed me, didn’t you? This is your ploy to destroy me! Say it!"

After the video ended, Elsie had rushed toward Violet before any of the boys could stop her and pounced on her, bringing them both to the ground.

"I’m going to kill you today!" She began to throttle her.

"Get off my daughter!" Nancy came to Violet’s aid, but Elsie Lancaster, with one hand, pushed her away with her werewolf strength.

The crowd gasped as Nancy landed on a table, the contents pouring all over her.

"Mom!" Violet screamed in terror, and the next moment, she struck Elsie in the face with her head and there was the sickening crunch of her nose breaking.

"You stupid bitch!" Elsie cried out in pain. But things got out of hand when her nails elongated into claws and from the crazy look in her eyes, it was clear she was about to maim Violet.

But Asher grabbed her by the neck and flung her away like a rag doll. Elsie landed gracefully thanks to her wolf gift.

Then she snarled defiantly, releasing a challenging howl. The humans in the crowd shifted back with unease. Some of the parents showed fear on their faces as they wondered if this was what their children went through in this school.

It didn’t help matters when Elsie’s bones began to break and the crowd gasped, stepping back as they realized she was about to shift. And with that look in her eyes, it was about to get deadly.

But before she could finish the transformation, Leon Draven appeared out of nowhere and grabbed Elsie by the throat, using his Alpha command. "Halt the shift now!"

Elsie whimpered. It was painful already transforming, stopping it halfway was even more torturous. But the Alpha command had already taken hold of her and she screamed as she willed her body parts that had turned to wolf to change back.

Then Leon dropped her like dirt and turned to announce to everyone, "This party is over."

But that wasn’t for the reporters, who were having a field day, their cameras flashing more frantic than ever. Some of them rushed to interview Elsie Lancaster who was already being taken away.