CHAPTER 21

Autumn's POV

The moment the smoke started filling the room, I knew the drug was already working. I had planned everything so well that not even Agatha could see it coming. The air grew thick and heavy, like it was crawling down our throats. I sat still on the bed, waiting patiently. The three of them—Adonis, Dante, and Knox—looked confused. Their eyes were hazy, their breathing uneven.

Adonis rubbed his temple slowly. “What’s going on?”

Knox looked around. “Is something burning?”

Dante stood up, swaying a little, then sat back down. “I feel... weird.”

I gave them a soft smile. “It’s okay. You’ll be fine.”

I slowly stood and walked towards them. They didn’t even stop me. Their eyes were already too glazed to focus. I sat in between them on the wide bed, letting my fingers brush against Knox’s arm first, then Dante’s. Adonis was still staring at me like he was trying to figure out what was happening.

But none of them had the strength to stop me. That’s when I leaned forward and kissed Adonis. His lips were warm, but he didn’t respond. I pulled back and giggled softly.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything.”

I turned to Dante and gave him the same treatment, then to Knox. My heart was beating fast, not out of fear—but excitement. Everything was going according to my plan. This wasn’t about pleasure. It was a trap. And Agatha was about to walk right into it.

The door suddenly slammed open.

“What the hell is going on in here?”

Agatha’s voice. Loud. Sharp. Full of fake authority.

She was standing by the door, flanked by at least five classmates. Some were already filming with their phones, others gasping with shocked expressions. Agatha marched into the room, pointing her finger at me like she’d finally caught me red-handed.

“I knew it! You filthy thing! You just can’t control yourself, can you? Look at you—sleeping with three random guys like a common wh—”

She froze.

The moment the sheets shifted slightly, and the faces of the three men were clear, her face turned completely pale. Her hand dropped to her side slowly.

Adonis. Dante. Knox.

Her lips parted like she wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Everyone behind her started whispering in fear. Phones were quickly lowered. One of the boys took a step back, bumping into the wall. Nobody wanted to breathe too loudly.

“Wait... you...” Agatha stammered. “You’re—”

Knox sat up slowly, his eyes still heavy but cold. “You shouldn’t have come here.”

Adonis stood up next. His voice was hoarse, but full of warning. “Get out.”

Dante didn’t even say anything. He just looked at Agatha with a sharp glare that said more than any words could.

Agatha tried to smile. “I-I thought she was seducing random men... I didn’t know it was you all... I was just worried...”

“Worried?” Adonis stepped forward. “Is that what you call dragging half your classmates here with phones?”

She stepped back. “I-I... I didn’t mean it like that.”

“Then leave,” Knox growled. “Now. Before we lose our patience.”

Nobody dared to move. Until Adonis said again, louder this time, “Everyone. Out. If a single word of this leaves your mouth, you’ll regret it.”

That was enough. In seconds, the room emptied. Agatha was the last to go, and even then, she looked like she’d seen a ghost.

I sat back on the bed and bit my lower lip to hide my smile. My heart was dancing inside my chest.

They all fell for my tricks. Agatha thought she could ruin me tonight. But it was me who ruined her plans. She looked like a fool. A liar. And now, she was the one being watched closely.

I leaned my back against the headboard and closed my eyes. The alphas were still beside me, trying to recover, but I wasn’t worried.

"I think we just told you to leave Agatha." Dante reminded her.

The moment Agatha was told to go home first, I could see the disbelief all over her face. She didn’t expect things to flip on her so suddenly. She opened her mouth a few times, trying to explain to the Alphas, but they didn’t give her a chance.

"We said go home, Agatha," Adonis growled, his voice deep and irritated.

She looked between the three men, hoping one of them would change their mind, but they all wore the same cold expression. She tried one more time.

"It’s not what it looks like. I didn’t know they were the ones—"

"Go. Home," Dante said firmly. His eyes were darker than usual.

Agatha swallowed her words, embarrassed. She gave me one last deadly look before turning around and storming out of the room with her heels clicking loudly against the floor. Her classmates who had come with her quickly followed her like scared little puppies.

I stood up slowly, brushing my hair back and acting like I was dizzy. I could feel their eyes on me, but I refused to look up.

When I finally made my way toward the door, ready to leave and continue the game I started, Adonis suddenly spoke.

"Where do you think you're going?"

I turned to face him, my face still calm. "I'm leaving. Isn't that what you want?"

"Sit," Knox ordered. His voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with power. The kind that made people freeze.

I raised an eyebrow but didn’t fight. I returned to the couch slowly, letting my body fall into the soft cushions.

"So," Dante began, his voice low. "You planned this. You knew what Agatha was doing and flipped it. Why?"

I smiled a little. "Why? Because it’s always me. Every time, it’s me who ends up looking like the bad person. Do you know how tired I am of that?"

Adonis leaned forward. "You could’ve just told us."

I laughed bitterly. "Told you? When has telling you anything ever worked? You never believe me. You never believed me about her. You never believed me about anything. So what was the point?"

They were quiet. None of them had anything to say. Of course they didn’t. Because deep down, they knew I was right.

"I planned it," I said clearly, looking each of them in the eye. "I planned everything. From the moment Agatha gave me that drink. From the moment she thought she had won. I saw it all coming."

Knox’s jaw tightened. "You tricked us."

"Yes," I said simply. "I did. Just like you all let her trick you for years. Feels bad, doesn’t it?"

Adonis stood up, pacing slightly. "You’re making it worse for yourself."

I shrugged. "Then banish me. Isn’t that what you do to those who humiliate the great Alphas? Go on. Kick me out. Make it official."

Dante shook his head. "We're not banishing you."

"Why not?" I snapped. "Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do? Or is it because now you look bad too?"

They all remained quiet again.

"I thought so," I whispered.

Without waiting for permission, I stood and walked out of the room. Nobody stopped me this time.

My chest felt heavy, but I refused to cry. Not for them. Not anymore.

Once I got to my room, I locked the door behind me. I pulled out my phone and opened the hidden album I created earlier. I had taken a few clear shots before the smoke filled the room—just enough to show who was who. I watched the short video again. My eyes lingered on their faces.

"Respectable Alphas," I whispered mockingly.

Then I logged into the secret account I created weeks ago. No name. No trace. Just a shadow in the web.

I uploaded the video and typed the caption:

"Secret life of the respectable Alphas."

I clicked post.

And just like that, the whole world was about to see them for who they really were.

I put my phone down, lay on the bed, and stared at the ceiling. My heart wasn’t racing. My hands weren’t shaking. I felt calm.

Because this was just the beginning. They thought they could play with me and get away with it?

But now, it’s my turn.