Chapter 63 CHAPTER 63

Chapter 63 CHAPTER 63
KRYSTAL'S POV

I sat there on the bed, clutching the sheet to my naked body like it could hide everything. My head throbbed, my pussy still ached from those boys, and shame burned so deep I wanted to disappear. How the fuck did this happen? My plan was perfect. Celia was supposed to be the one spread out and ruined, not me. I didn’t understand how it all flipped.

My eyes found Celia standing there looking all innocent and worried. That bitch. She did this. I just knew it. My heart raced with fear. If she opened her mouth and told them the truth, I was finished.

“Alpha… Luna…” I started, voice shaky, trying to sit up properly. “This isn’t what it looks—”

Celia cut me off fast, stepping closer to her mom and the Alpha like she was my damn hero. “Please, don’t blame Krystal too much. I think the guard hired those school boys to humiliate me, but they got the wrong girl. They must have mixed us up in the dark. Krystal was just trying to help me when I felt dizzy. She brought me here to rest and… this happened to her instead.”

I stared at her, mouth open. What the actual fuck? She was defending me? After everything? My mind spun. She knew I drugged her. She knocked me out and stripped me. And now she was acting like I was the victim? My cheeks burned hotter. Part of me wanted to scream the truth, but fear locked my throat. If I spoke, she’d expose me for sure.

“Celia, no—” I tried again, voice weak. “It wasn’t—”

She turned to me quick, eyes soft but her hand squeezing my shoulder hard enough to warn me. “Shh, Krystal. It’s okay. You don’t have to explain. You were just being a good friend. Those boys took advantage. I’m so sorry this happened to you.”

Her voice sounded so sweet, but her eyes told me to shut the fuck up. Heat crawled up my neck. Even now, naked and humiliated, her touch made my skin tingle in a messed-up way. I hated her. But the way she controlled the room, the way the brothers stared at her instead of me… it twisted something low in my belly. Jealousy and something hotter I didn’t want to name.

Alpha Hale looked pissed. “Guard. Explain yourself. Now.”

The guard shifted, eyes darting everywhere. “I… uh… I don’t know, sir. We were just… it was a mistake. The omega was supposed to—”

He couldn’t even finish. His words died when he saw the Alpha’s face.

Celia jumped in again, smooth as hell. “See? He’s lying. He clearly planned to hurt me but grabbed Krystal by accident. We should question all of them properly.”

I tried to speak once more, pulling the sheet tighter over my tits. “Alpha, please listen, I—”

But Celia squeezed my shoulder again, her body close enough that I smelled her perfume. “Don’t strain yourself, Krystal. You’ve been through enough tonight. Let them handle it.”

Her words were kind on the outside, but I felt the threat underneath. My pussy still throbbed from the rough fucking, thighs sticky, and the humiliation made fresh tears burn my eyes. I wanted to slap her. I wanted to expose her. But I stayed quiet, scared she’d destroy me completely.

Luna looked at me with pity. “Poor girl. We’ll sort this out.”

The brothers stood behind their father, eyes dark. Xavier looked disgusted. Jasper kept glancing at Celia like he wanted to eat her alive. That hot, possessive stare made my stomach twist worse. They used to look at me that way. Now it was all for her. The omega bitch who just ruined me.

Alpha Hale nodded. “Take the guard and those boys away. Lock them up until we get the full story.”

Guards moved in fast, grabbing the guys who were still half-dressed and frozen. The guard tried to protest. “Wait, it wasn’t my idea—”

But they dragged him out anyway. The boys followed, cursing under their breath. The door slammed behind them, and the room went quiet.

I sat there, naked under the thin sheet, shame and fear choking me. Celia had won again. She put me here, stripped me, and now she was playing savior. My body still felt used, sensitive, nipples hard from the cool air and the twisted heat of everything. I hated how my mind kept flashing to her smug little smirk in the dark earlier.

She turned to me, voice soft. “It’s going to be okay, Krystal. I’ve got your back.”

I wanted to scream. But I just nodded, lips pressed tight, while inside I burned with rage and dark, unwanted desire for revenge.I watched the guards drag the guard and those stupid school boys out of the room, and a tiny bit of relief hit me. At least they were gone. I could breathe for a second. My body still felt sore between my legs, sticky and used, the sheet barely covering my tits and pussy. I just needed to save myself first. Everything else could wait.

The second the door shut, I turned on Celia, voice shaking with anger. “You did this! You knocked me out, stripped me, and set those guys on me! Then you blamed it on them like you’re some hero? You’re the one who planned everything!”

My heart pounded hard. I hated her so much right then. She stood there looking all calm and innocent in her pretty dress, while I was naked and humiliated in front of everyone.

Celia laughed softly, that low, teasing sound that made my skin crawl. “Protect you? Yeah, I tried, Krystal. I told everyone it was a mistake, that they got the wrong girl. But you’re so stupid. You really thought drugging me and having them gang-fuck me would work? Look at you now… legs still spread, cum drying on your thighs. Pathetic.”

Her words hit like a slap. Heat rushed to my face. I wanted to scream, but the way she said it — low and confident — sent this weird shiver through me. She was enjoying this. The brothers were watching her too, eyes dark and hungry, especially Jasper. That made me even madder. They should’ve been looking at me.

“I… I know it was you!” I snapped, pulling the sheet tighter. “You set me up!”

Celia stepped closer, voice dropping even more, almost teasing. “Did I? Or did you do it to yourself? I was just trying to be a good friend. But go ahead, tell them the truth. Tell them how you planned to ruin me tonight.”

I froze. My mouth opened but nothing came out. She was right. If I told the full truth, I’d look even worse. She was hiding everything for me, playing the sweet stepsister while I sat here exposed. Fuck. I couldn’t say anything else. My mind raced, shame and rage mixing with this stupid heat low in my belly. Even now, naked and defeated, her control turned me on in the worst way. I hated it.

Luna — Celia’s mom — stepped forward, eyes flashing with anger. “Krystal! After everything Celia did to defend you tonight? You accuse her? You’re so ungrateful! We welcomed you into this family, and this is how you act? Sneaking off to get fucked by random boys on my wedding night?”

Her words cut deep. I felt small, dirty, completely broken. Tears burned my eyes for real this time. “I… I didn’t mean—”

“Enough!” Luna said sharply. “You should be thanking her instead of blaming her.”

The room felt too hot. The brothers stared, Xavier’s jaw tight, the others tense. I could feel their disappointment, their disgust. My nipples hardened under the thin sheet from the cool air and the humiliation, my pussy still throbbing from earlier. Everything was crashing down.

I had no choice. My hands shook as I clutched the sheet. This was my only card left.

“I’m pregnant,” I blurted out, voice cracking. “With Xavier’s baby. That’s why I came back. I didn’t plan any of this… I just wanted to tell him. Please… don’t throw me out. I’m carrying your grandchild.”

The words hung in the air. I used it like a shield, hoping it would save me. My heart raced as I looked at their shocked faces. Celia’s eyes narrowed, but she stayed quiet. I’d survive this. I had to.