Helanie:
"You have so texts that prove Lamar planned an attack on Rayden?" Jenny asked in a whisper. I raised my head and stared at the brothers one by one.
"What?" I asked.
"Show them the texts!" Rayden yelled this ti, out of desperation.
I cleared my throat and, with a very confused look on my face, asked, "Wait, what texts do you want to show them?"
The minute I asked that, Rayden’s face started showing signs of anxiety.
"Helanie, the texts you showed between you and Lamar," he grunted as a warning to . The urgency in his body language was so intense, it was almost interesting to watch.
I anxiously looked down and held my phone still, trying not to shake.
"Okay," I said, feeling pressured.
"I--I--know--what he’s saying," I stuttered, looking down and swallowing hard.
"You better show them now," Rayden hissed at . Maximus stepped forward and slapped him on the back of his head.
"Why the hell are you scaring her?" he yelled at him.
Rayden seed more than just anxious. Now, it was clear that if he didn’t prove the text ssages, he would be labeled not just a liar, but a troublemaker.
"Sir, I swear she showed the texts between her and Lamar that proved my point. I an, not my point--" he slapped his head as he tried to find the right words, "It showed Lamar was planning to put the deadly viper in my locker. But when I arrived, the locker was open, so I thought--" he kept rambling until his eyes landed on again.
I could see the betrayal or the fear of being fooled in his eyes, written all over his face. But he still wanted to give a chance, so this ti, he stopped a little away from the brothers and started to move toward . Emt extended his arm and grabbed him by the back of his collar to stop him from getting closer.
"Helanie, please! Show them the texts. My reputation is in your hands right now. I’ll be ruined if you lie this ti," he urged , no--begged . His hands were pressed together, as if asking to confirm he hadn’t gone insane.
Did I hear him right? Did he really ask to save his reputation?
It was almost comical to hear those words coming from his mouth. It’s not like I had forgotten what he had done to , how he ruined my life when he and his friends took by force and tried to kill . And then he ca here with a smirk on his lips, never feeling guilty about anything at all.
"Rayden--," I uttered, anxiously looking around. The more I did that, the angrier he beca.
"You better show them those texts, Helanie, or else--" The minute he said that, Kaye grabbed his fingers around Rayden’s neck from behind and pulled him over to him.
"You’ve got so nerve threatening her in front of us," he hissed at him. I knew it was the right ti to speak up instead of acting like I was too scared.
Norman was already watching , and so were the other brothers, with intrigue on their faces.
"You asked to forge them, but I didn’t want to," I said, and it dropped Rayden’s jaw to the floor.
"What did you say? What did he ask you to do?" Norman asked, stepping forward.
"He asked to steal Lamar’s phone and forge so text ssages--but I didn’t want to do it," I almost broke down, and that made Maximus clench his jaw.
"You asshole--" he kicked Rayden in the back, but since Kaye was holding him tight, Rayden’s knees bent, but he was still held back.
He barely managed to stand straight again to call a liar. "She’s lying. I never did that."
"Wait a minute, when was it?" Norman questioned, pointing at .
"When I arrived today, he dragged to the side behind his car and threatened to forge the texts, or else--" I looked down and covered my face with my hands.
"I saw it," Salem shocked when she spoke out of the blue. I raised my head in surprise and noticed how angrily her sister was glaring at her.
"No, I’m serious. I saw Rayden take Helanie behind the car by force," Salem wasn’t lying to support . She had actually seen the incident. But what shocked was that she was willing to co forward and tell the brothers for , instead of just letting stay in trouble.
"What do you have to say about that now?" Emt asked Rayden, who was only shaking his head now until he recalled sothing. "Fine. Check her phone. The texts exist."
At that point, everyone was either laughing in their mouths at Rayden’s condition, being kicked around by his trainers, or just in shock at how an alpha was getting degraded every other day.
Norman took a few long strides and approached , holding his hand out. I unlocked my phone and handed it to him.
The last text conversation was interesting, so Norman began to read it out loud.
"Helanie has texted Lamar early this morning," he uttered.
: He is threatening to accuse you of putting a viper in his locker.
Lamar: What? Why?
: I don’t know. He just loves to get in trouble and make do stuff I don’t want to do.
Lamar: Ugh! I will complain to the trainers. We should not take matters into our own hands. We are not like him.
: I know. I just hope he leaves alone. He has made suffer enough.
Norman finished reading the texts, and now the brothers were glaring at Rayden like they wanted to eat him alive.
"What the heck! This is not the conversation! Read above," Rayden requested, but no matter how far up Norman scrolled, there were no such text ssages.
That was my final strike against Rayden, breaking his reputation and discrediting any future claims he might make.
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