The Alpha King's Witch Bride Chapter 158: Truth Or Lies?

Murmurs echoed from all over the event hall as the video being played on the projector beca brighter for all eyes, werewolf, witch, and human to see.

anwhile, I stood frozen in place and blinking as if that would help clarify that I wasn’t daydreaming. This couldn’t be right...

The video in question was a clip of Odessa and Marcellus standing on her balcony. They seed to be having a good chat, but Odessa’s eyes seed... Distracted.

The white dress that Odessa wore was the sa one she wore when she escaped the pack, aning this video was taken that night.

"Shut it down." Layla tried signalling the tech team discreetly, but I could see the panic in her eyes.

In the video, Odessa was about to do sothing, but then tripped and fell. Luckily for her, Marcellus caught her, wrapping his right arm around her waist.

"What is this?" A voice that I recognized as belonging to the Arican president echoed around the hall, but no one paid him any heed.

All eyes were fixed on the screen in anticipation of what would happen next. My heart pounded heavily in my chest, my veins slowly simring with rage as I feared the worst while watching the video.

And then it happened.

Marcellus and Odessa locked lips, engaging in a passionate kiss that made my stomach twist. My hands twitched at first before they slowly balled into fists as I glared at the projector.

The video slowly zood out as the kiss got intense, giving the illusion that it might’ve progressed into sothing more.

’Kaelos, let’s try to calm down and look at things from a logical perspective.’ Damon spoke in my mind but I’d be damned before I listened to him.

How do I look at things logically when the evidence just smacked and the rest of the continent in the face?

"Wasn’t that Beta Marcellus?" A voice echoed as the murmuring increased.

"Yeah, and the Alpha king’s wife!"

"Despicable!"

"So she’s a cheap slut after all? I knew it!"

Words like these were thrown all around the hall as I turned my gaze to Odessa, seeking answers. Her eyes were wide open as if she had seen a ghost as the lights in the hall ca on with full brightness.

Odessa slowly turned her head to , her throat shaking as she parted her lips to say sothing. But no matter how much she tried, no words could co out, causing to scoff.

"So, it’s true?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "You and my Beta... Odessa, tell if it’s true. Tell what I just watched is a lie. Tell the subtle signs I’ve noticed between you and my best friend are nothing but imagination."

Her eyelids fluttered repeatedly, and her violet eyes glistened with confusion. But soon enough, she found the strength to speak and proceeded to do just that while shaking her head repeatedly.

"K– Kaelos, that video can’t be real. Marcellus and I didn’t..." She paused, dimming her eyes as if she was trying to understand sothing.

Maybe lie?

"Don’t test , Odessa," I growled nacingly, taking a step and causing her to jolt with fear.

She gazed at with shaky eyes as she shook her head. "N– No, Kaelos! That video has to be fake. Yes, Marcellus and I were on the balcony. Yes, we talked, and then he held after I almost fell. But he didn’t... We didn’t—"

"Blah, blah, blah, blah." A silvery female voice echoed all around the event hall, causing everyone present to look around wearily.

From a corner, Celine walked up the stage, a victorious smirk on her face as she parted aside strands of her hair. When she got to the podium, she glanced at , giving a wink before she spoke into the microphone.

"People of North Arica. Werewolves, witches, and humans. Tonight, you have witnessed just how shaless the Alpha king’s Witch Bride is."

Odessa clenched her jaw as she stepped away from and walked toward the stage, pointing at Celine.

"You bitch! What did you—"

Before she could finish talking, two werewolf guards held her arms from behind, withholding her and causing her to gasp in shock.

"Honey, don’t make a scene. It’s not worth it." Celine remarked, smirking slyly, before she continued speaking into the microphone. "Now, I’m not one to incite drama, but from the mont Odessa stepped into this pack, I knew sothing was off about her..."

Her voice slowly beca distant as my eyes narrowed. I stared at Odessa, who struggled and kicked at the guards to no avail.

The whole world seed to disappear from my view as my mind reeled with a plethora of emotions. I wanted to claw Odessa out of the hands of the guards and slash their throats.

But at the sa ti... I felt lost. That video looked too real, and Odessa’s story just wasn’t adding up.

’Maybe that’s because you haven’t given our mate the chance to explain herself.’ Damon said with a scolding voice in my mind.

I furrowed my eyebrows, tearing my gaze away from Odessa and scanning around the hall. Soon enough, I spotted him, Marcellus, walking wearily toward the stage, a confused expression on his face as Celine spoke.

It was all adding up in my head like puzzle pieces.

The casual manner he’s always talked to Odessa since she arrived. The way he was able to make her open up to him first, before . The flimsy nicknas like ’Dessa’, which seed harmless at first.

The dance tonight... The fact that he was in her ROOM the night of her escape.

How could I have been so stupid? How could I have been so blind?!

My blood boiled as I glared at Marcellus, my Alpha King aura erupting out of like an invisible tsunami threatening to crush everything and everyone.

Celine stopped talking just then as the pressure from my aura overflowed, causing all werewolves in the periter to either look away in fear or to kneel.

But as for Marcellus... He slowly turned his head to , his eyes widening with what seed like hesitation. But then... Fear.

Oh, he better be afraid.

"YOU!" I roared, my voice thundering around the hall and shaking the walls as I bolted past the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Before anyone could even register what happened, I seized Marcellus by the throat.