Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One Chapter 43: Who Did It

Hailee’s POV

The second my eyes landed on the screen... my breath caught. There on the screen was a video posted anonymously in our Pack’s Facebook group. I stared at the screen, heart pounding so hard I could barely breathe. The caption read: "Guess the new whore in town." It was blurry... but clear enough to know it was and Callum. In his living room. Half-dressed... touching and kissing.

"Oh my God..." I whispered. My whole body trembled. Lila touched my arm gently. "Hailee..." But I couldn’t hear her. The room started spinning. My legs felt weak. My lungs refused to work properly. Lila quickly grabbed the phone from my hand, whispering softly, "It’s going to be okay... It’s going to be okay..." But nothing she said worked. Nothing could undo what had just happened.

My phone buzzed on the bed beside . Callum was calling. His na flashed over and over on the screen. Again and again. But I didn’t pick up. I couldn’t. I didn’t even want to hear his voice.

"Hailee," Lila said again, rubbing my back. "You’re not alone, okay? We’ll get through this. Together." I nodded slowly, but I was frozen. Numb.

Then... my phone rang again. But this ti—it was Peter. My hands were shaking as I picked it up. I pressed it to my ear.

"What the hell were you thinking?!" Peter’s voice exploded on the other end. "You’re making out with soone in the open like that? And now the whole damn pack has seen it?!" I didn’t say a word. I just stayed quiet, frowning. He sighed heavily on the other end. "Look... the video has been taken down."

My eyes widened. "What...?"

"The file’s corrupted now," he continued. "I handled it. Even if soone downloaded it, it won’t play. It’s been destroyed."

A heavy breath escaped my chest. So part of relaxed, even if just a little.

"But..." I whispered, "people already saw it, Peter. It’s already out there."

He was quiet for a mont. Then, softer this ti, he said, "I’m on it... I’ll find out who posted it. Whoever did this... pays." And he ended the call.

I slowly lowered the phone from my ear, eyes still blurry with tears. "It’s gone," I said to Lila. "The video... he said it’s been taken down. It can’t be shared anymore."

She let out a long breath of relief and hugged tightly. "Thank God." But deep down... I knew the damage was already done. People had seen it. And people never forget.

I pulled away from Lila’s hug and walked to the window, staring out at the quiet street. But my mind was anything but quiet. It kept drifting... to Nathan. I was sure he must have seen the video by now. Everyone probably had. But for so reason... his reaction bothered the most.

Would he hate ? Would he think I was disgusting? Would he think I ran straight to Callum after everything? I swallowed hard and tried to push the thoughts away. I wasn’t the first person to go through this. Other girls had it worse—so fully naked, so with faces clearly shown. At least I was still sowhat covered. But that didn’t make it easier.

I turned back and grabbed my phone again. More missed calls from Callum. And several ssages:

"Hailee, please talk to ."

"I’m so sorry."

"I had no idea this would happen."

"Please, just say sothing..."

"I’m working on it."

I stared at the screen but didn’t respond. I couldn’t. Not right now. Instead, I opened our school group chat on WhatsApp, the one almost everyone was in. And what I saw made my heart ache all over again. The posts were brutal:

"What a slut."

"Guess Callum has finally gotten what he wants."

"She was begging for it, look at the way she moved and moaned."

"That’s why you don’t trust quiet girls."

Each word felt like a punch to the chest. But just when I thought it couldn’t get worse... sothing changed. The chats stopped moving. New ssages couldn’t co in. And then, at the top of the screen, a small update popped up:

"Group settings changed. Only admins can post now."

My eyes narrowed. Then I saw it. Nathan had locked the group. Nathan was one of the admins. I stared at his na for a mont, my throat tight with emotions I couldn’t even explain. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t ssage . But he shut everyone else up. And for so reason... that ant more than any ssage could.

"Nathan has locked the group chat," Lila said softly, looking at her phone.

I nodded slowly, my throat tight. "That ans he saw it." I tried to hold it together, but the panic crept in again. What if Nathan hated now? What if he thought I was just like they said in the comnts? The silence in the room grew heavy again. I sat back on the bed, hugging a pillow tightly to my chest, my thoughts running wild.

Then... my phone rang again. Peter. I hesitated for a second, then answered.

"Hailee," his voice was serious this ti, calr but still firm. "I found out who posted the video."

My heart skipped. "You did?"

"Yes," he replied. "His na is Mark. Mark Blake. He’s in your class, right?"

I blinked. Mark actually did that? The sa boy who has been asking out since grade nine.

Peter continued, "I’ll be sending you all his info. Number, socials, even his parents’ nas. You’ll have everything. Just... don’t talk to him. Let handle it."

"Wait—Peter—" But he already hung up. I stared down at my phone, my heart thudding again—but this ti, not from fear. From anger. Soone who confessed his feelings for almost every day did this to . Soone I sat near in class... soone who smiled like we were friends.

Lila looked over at . "What did he say?"

"He found him," I said quietly. "The guy who posted it... he’s in our class."

Lila gasped. "What?! Who?"

"Mark," I said flatly.

Lila’s eyes widened. "Wait—Mark? Mark Blake?"

I nodded, still trying to believe it myself.

"The sa Mark that’s been following you around like a lost puppy since middle school?" she asked.

I gave a tight nod, my jaw clenched. Lila looked disgusted. "Unbelievable... He’s always claiming he loves you. Now he does this? Maybe... maybe this is his sick way of getting revenge. Maybe he got jealous or mad seeing you with Callum."

I didn’t say anything. Because deep down... I knew she might be right. Mark had always been weirdly possessive. Friendly, but too much. Too clingy. Too obsessed. I was still trying to process it when my phone rang again. This ti, it wasn’t Peter. It was Lolly. Mark’s younger sister.

I frowned, confused. Lolly hadn’t called for months... I picked it up. The mont the call connected, her terrified voice filled my ear.

"Hailee! Please—you have to co quick! Nathan’s here! He’s going to kill my brother!"

My blood ran cold. "What?!"

"I don’t know what happened—he just ca in, yelling! Mark tried to run, but Nathan pinned him down—he’s punching him, Hailee! I’m scared!" In the background, I heard shouting. Sothing crashed and Nathan’s angry voice echoed in the background.

My body went stiff.

"Nathan’s there?" I repeated, eyes wide. "Right now?"

"Yes!" she cried. "He’s losing it—please! I don’t know what to do!"

I didn’t even think. I just jumped to my feet. "Lila—" I grabbed my jacket. "Nathan’s at Mark’s house. He’s going to hurt him."

"What?! Why?"

"Because of the video!" I snapped, already heading for the door. "Maybe he found out. He knows."

Lila grabbed her bag too. "I’m coming with you."

We ran out... my heart pounding.