99 Times He Left Me Mid-Moon for a Fake Omega – The 100th? I Marked His Rival Alpha Chapter 24
The screen flickered.
Warren’s face filled the projection-bruised, bloody, barely recognizable
“It was Ronan,” he said, voice straking, “Ronan Ashford paid me half a mil to dump his sister in that camp. Told me to break her. Make her suffed Said he wanted her to watch him take over Whiteshadow Pack while she rotted in the dirt.”
The video cut to bank statements. Transfer after transfer. All from Ronan’s account.
Then screenshots. Messages between him and Warren.
Dates. Details. Everything.
The hall went dead silent.
Every eye in the room flicked between the screen and Ronan, still on his knees.
“That’s bullshit!” Ronan thrashed against the guard holding him. “It’s fake! She set me up! This is slander!”
“Why are you doing this, Thalia? Is it because I’m finally getting what’s mine?”
“Yours?” I laughed. “What part of Whiteshadow Pack belongs to you?”
“I’m my father’s firstborn!” Ronan’s voice cracked. “You’re nothing. You’re just some stray they picked up off the side of the road!”
Smack.
The slap echoed through the hall.
But it wasn’t me who hit him.
It was his adoptive mother, Eloise.
“Say that again,” she said quietly. “I dare you.”
Ronan stared at her, then at Victor standing behind her, cane in hand.
His expression shifted. Innocent. Wounded.
“Mom? Dad? What are you doing here?” His voice wavered. “She’s lying to you! She’s working with him-” He jerked his chin toward Dorian. “—to steal the pack! She’s always wanted this!”
“Enough.”
Victor’s voice cut through the noise like a blade.
He limped forward, cane tapping against the floor, and stopped in front of Ronan.
“You’re still making excuses,” Victor said. Not a question.
Ronan’s jaw tightened. “Dad, please. I didn’t-”
“You did.”
Victor dropped a folder on Ronan’s lap.
“Dorian dug up your little chats with your biological mother Delilah. Want me to read them out loud, or are you finally gonna shut up
Ronan’s face went grey.
He stared down at the folder. Then he started laughing.
Low. Bitter. Unhinged.
He looked up at Victor, eyes bloodshot.
“Yeah. It was me. So what?”
The hall erupted in whispers.
Ronan ignored them. His voice rose, shaking with rage.
“I’m your son, and you’ve spent my whole life treating her like she’s the fucking chosen one. Just because my blood’s not ‘pure’ enough, you let the pack treat me like garbage. And YOU-” He turned to Eloise. “-playing the perfect stepmother, acting like you care, when all you did was ruin my family. You’re nothing but a homewrecking whore.”
“That’s enough.” Victor closed his eyes, took a breath.
“Your mother gambled herself into debt. Over and over. I paid it off every time, and she never stopped. Then she started fucking around with an Alpha from Crescent Ridge Pack. That’s why I rejected her. Eloise came into my life a year later.”
Victor’s hands shook on his cane.
“She’s been good to you, Ronan. She raised you. Fed you. Kept you safe. And you believed Delilah’s lies and tried to kill Thalia for it?”
“Thalia never wanted to be Alpha. She told me years ago she wanted to leave. See the world. She stepped aside for you. And you still couldn’t let her
live.”
Ronan’s whole body was shaking.
Everything he’d buried for twenty years was out in the open now.
And I realized-it wasn’t just me he hated.
He hated Victor. Hated Eloise. Hated all of us.
I was just the easiest target.
“No…” Ronan whispered. “That’s not true.”
“We’re done here.”
Dorian’s voice cut through the chaos.
“Guards. Silver cell. Lock him up.”
Ronan’s head snapped up.
“Wait-no-please!” He lunged toward Dorian, eyes wild. “I’m sorry! I’ll give it all back! I swear! Just don’t-don’t put me in there!”
Dorian didn’t even look at him.
He crouched down beside my wheelchair.
“It’s loud in here, sweetheart. Let’s go home.”
I nodded.
I turned the wheelchair.
And Ronan snapped.
He tore free from the guards, shifted mid-lunge, and came at me as a massive black wolf, teeth bared.
“You fucking bitch! If I’m going down, I’m taking you with me!”
His jaws were inches from my face.
But I didn’t move.
Because I wasn’t alone anymore.
Thud.
Dorian’s boot slammed into Ronan’s ribs mid-air.
Ronan hit the wall with a sickening crack and crumpled to the floor, coughing blood.
He twitched once. Twice.
Then went still.
The guards cuffed him and dragged him out like garbage.
And just like that, it was over.
