The Alpha's Hidden Heirs (Selene and Kane) novel Chapter 175

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The Alpha’s Huddle H 

Chapter 175 

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The video played on the screen, and my eyes stayed glued to Selene. She stood in front of the door, her hand gripping the doorknob tightly as her shoulders shook from silent sobs. 

She took out her phone and dialed someone. I couldn’t hear the conversation, but after a few moments, she suddenly threw the phone to the ground, her frustration and despair evident. She wiped her tears with trembling hands, and something in her broken expression twisted something deep 

inside me. 

I clenched my fists, struggling to maintain my composure as I watched her fall apart on the screen. 

Then, a group of men approached her. She took a hesitant step back, but the men stood next to the room, blocking her path. One of them opened the door, gesturing for her to go inside. 

From the room, a man in his fifties stepped out. His presence alone sent a wave of unease through me, and apparently, I wasn’t the only one. 

I heard the sharp intake of breath from Finn and the others beside me. 

Selene immediately joined her hands in front of the older man, her posture pleading. She shook her head repeatedly, clearly trying to refuse whatever it was they wanted her to do. 

But one of the men grabbed her by the neck and forced her to drink from a bottle of wine. Selene struggled, pushing him away as she coughed violently, her face turning red from the effort. 

The men around her laughed cruelly, finding amusement in her pain. 

The older man scanned Selene from head to toe, his expression cold and calculating. He muttered something to the men before turning and disappearing back into the room. 

Selene stood there for a moment, trembling, before she seemed to make a decision. She spun around and began to run. 

The men shouted in surprise, clearly unprepared for her sudden escape. They took off after her, trying 

to catch her. 

Selene ran as fast as she could, her movements fueled by desperation. My heart pounded harder as I watched her sprint, her fear palpable even through the grainy footage. 

And then, to my shock, she collided with someone. 

She ran straight into me. 

My breath caught in my throat as I stared at the screen. 

Beside me, I could feel the weight of my officials‘ gazes shifting toward me, but I didn’t dare look away from the screen. 

My heart began to pound with an intensity that shook me. The truth I had been chasing, the reality I had been avoiding–both were staring me in the face now. 

“Play the video from my angle,” I ordered, my voice low and firm, laced with barely contained anger. 

Theta Gideon immediately began searching through the footage, looking for the angle that captured my side of the incident. 

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As soon as he found it, he played it. 

I leaned forward, placing my palms on the glass desk as I studied the footage closely. 

In this angle, I saw myself being escorted to a room by the waiter. After a few moments, the waiter left, but I didn’t stay inside. I came out shortly after, holding my forehead and sweating. My steps were unsteady. 

I could see it clearly now. I was already drugged. 

Then it happened–Selene ran into me. She looked up at me, her tear–streaked face filled with fear and desperation. 

She said something to me, her lips moving quickly, and then pointed in a direction behind her. She glanced over her shoulder, her expression panicked, before suddenly throwing her arms around me. 

My eyes widened as I watched her press herself against me, her body trembling. 

The men chasing her ran past us, clearly mistaking us for a couple lost in their own moment outside a