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CHAPTER SIXTY FIVE

CAMILLE'S POV :

My voice shook with anger and emotion, and I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I didn't care if I was making a scene or drawing attention to myself. I just wanted to be heard and believed.

The other maids and helps stared at me in shock, and for a moment, there was silence. Then, one of them spoke up, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Oh, of course you didn't steal anything. You're just an innocent victim. We should all feel sorry for you."

My heart sank. It was clear that no matter what I said or did, the other members of the pack would never believe me. They had already made up their minds about me, and there was nothing I could do to change their opinions.

Feeling defeated and exhausted, I turned and walked out of the kitchen. I just couldn't breathe in their.

"Camille" someone called out, as I followed the voice to the dinning room.

"Alpha" I answered as I stood there.

"I want to know why you were screaming so loud or who ex