ATLAS
Alpha Igor of Southland Pack. We'd never seen eye to eye. Enemies from the start. He'd tried more than once to attack me without any real reason, and now, he finally had one—a shitty situation, to say the least.
I turned to Elias, my eyes wide. He only shrugged.
"I got the news a few minutes ago. It's everywhere," he said, stepping closer and shoving his phone toward me. Bold headlines flashed across the screen.
A Murderer Among the Luna Candidates!
Who would've thought such an innocent-looking girl could be a killer?
Execution Is the Only Justice.
My stomach twisted as I stared at the words.
"What the fuck?!" I barked, snatching the phone from his hand. Aria's face was plastered across every headline, surrounded by slurs and accusations.
Whore. Slut. Alpha-snatcher. Mate stealer. Killer.
"Who did this? Find the bastard who started it and have him arrested. Then I want every damned news outlet that ran this brought down," I ordered, seething.
