h4Chapter 312: Uncovered Secret/h4

strongMoon Feed Exclusive:PARENTS, POWER PLAYS, AND A WHOLE LOT OF PINK/strong

iWritten by: The Oracle/i

iPosted 6:00AM I 1087ments I 225 shares /i

iOh, my sweet scandal-mongers of Lunaris Academy! The Oracle is vibrating once more like a champagne cork about to pop because, honey, Parents’ Week is officially in full swing and boy, oh boy, it is giving everything it was supposed to give and more. /i

iThe hallways of Lunaris are absolutely glowing, and the students are lighting up at the sight of their daddies, mummies, brothers, sisters, uncles, aunties — you name it. If they could im ’em as family, they were tackling them like touchdown runs at the entrance. Heartwarming? Yes. Tearjerking? Slightly. Did I sob into my herbal tea this morning? Maybe./i

iAnd let’s not forget how Yennefer strutted our fancy academy around, parading our top-tier facilities like a proud peacock. I mean, if humble bragging was an Olympic sport, we’d have taken gold, silver, and bronze simultaneously. Thankfully, both the parents and Yennefer survived the tour. /i

strongPower yers Alert: The Cardinal Alphas’ Parents Enter Stage/strong

iOf course, what’s Parents’ Week without our royals? Griffin Hale and ric Storm’s parents made their grand appearance, and whew, the air shifted, baby./i

iLet’s talk about Irene Hale for a second because good heavens above and the full moon below, that woman continues to leave me speechless. She enters a room and every man’s balls shrivel and every woman either wants to BE her or BOW to her./i

iImagine power. Then imagine it in that tall frame, and a stare that could gut a man at twenty paces. Irene doesn’t demand respect, she rings it out of the air. No wonder she’s got two husbands just to keep up with her. One man alone simply could not survive./i

iAnd while Mama Hale looked like a walking power move, poor Elsie seemed to be...how do I put this gently... floundering in the art of impressing her potential mother-inw. /i

iNo kidding, hon. You don’t just charm Irene Hale with hair flips and fake smiles. Irene could eat girls like Elsie for breakfast and still have room for a full English meal. So yes, not a good look, Elsie darling. Not a good look at all./i

strongThe Luncheon That Broke Moonfeed (And My Heart)/strong

iBefore I spill that tea piping hot, let’s just talk about the "volunteer" uniforms Elsie foisted on her loyal helpers./i

iPastel nightmares. /i

iTragedy in fabric form./i

iI almost wept for salvation when I saw them. Was this punishment? Or was this just a really bad fashion sense?/i

iBecause while our dear Ice Queen Elsie was out there shining like a diamond-dipped goddess, her "help" looked like they crawled out of a 1950s dystopian ad for household servitude. /i

iWas it intentional?/i

iOh, sweet summer children, who am I to say a word when the ice queen hasn’t spoken. /i

strongExcept four rogues said: ’Nah.’/strong

iThat’s right, my sweets, Violet Purple and her roommates said NOPE and stepped out looking like power incarnate./i

iLet me paint you a picture:/i

iPINK./i

iSASS./i

iUTTER SLAYAGE./i

iViolet, Ivy, L, and Daisy, they looked like an elite rogue Barbie army ready to take over the academy. You could practically hear the angels sing./i

strongAhem. Has Momma Hale Switched Allegiances?/strong

iNow, here’s the hot tea, my darlings and it’s scalding./i

iIt’s starting to look an awful lot like Irene Hale has switched camps from Team Ice Queen to Team Rogue Pack. /i

iYes, you read that right./i

iBecause while Irene might be power incarnate, she’s also no fool. She could smell the arrogance, entitlement, and frankly unbing behavior oozing off Elsie during the Luncheon. /i

strongAnd yes Caroline. /strong

iIf there was a prize for the most tone-deaf, cringeworthy act yesterday, it goes to Caroline Lancaster./i

iDragging Violet Purple’s name through the dirt publicly, calling her the "daughter of a whore"? At a Parents’ Luncheon?/i

iTsk. Tsk. Caroline, sweetheart. This isn’t Real Housewives of Lunaris.It was tacky, tasteless, and horrifyingly amateur. /i

iIn those days, family background was looked into properly before considering marriage. I’d suggest to whom it may concern that they do the same now before graduation. /i

iNo wonder Irene dipped out early. It was safe to say it: Elsie’s Luncheon was a royal disaster./i

strongNew Ships and Old Wounds/strong

iBut hold onto your hats, because if Griffin Hale’s dreamy smiles and lingering nces were anything to go by, it seems our boy might not just be off the market — he might be auctioning his heart exclusively to Violet Purple./i

iAnd if Irene’s early blessings are real and not just wishful thinking, then we are looking at full-scale social revolution, babies./i

iImagine it: A Rogue and an Alpha Heir defying every rule and breaking every norm to be together at Lunaris Academy? That is quite huge. /i

iIf Violet and Griffin survive till graduation, then we’re going to witness a loud political upheaval outside these foundation’s very walls. /i

iAnd if the Rogue Queen is smart? She might just snatch another Alpha or two along the way. Wink wink.The Oracle sees all, but a girl’s gotta save some secrets forter./i

strongElsie’s Not Out Yet/strong

iNow, don’t go writing Elsie’s obituary yet. She still has a few cards up her manicured sleeves. Remember, she’s rted to Alpha Caspian, and has connections with Alpha Leon, and Alpha Henry. Influence that runs deep. Perhaps she can turn things around. Maybe. /i

strongFinal Thought:/strong

iThe queens are shing./i

iThe crowns are wobbling./i

iThe parents are judging./i

iAnd I’m here for EVERY SECOND OF IT./i

iSo stay tuned, my lovelies. As always, I’ll be watching (and sipping tea) to bring you the juiciest updates. Until next time, keep your ws sharp and your secrets sharper./i

strongiThe Oracle/i/strong

6:32 Am

"Oh fuck, yeah," Elsie Lancaster moaned, her head lolling back, eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as Grace worked her over like a woman possessed.

After yesterday’s humiliating ident, her mother’s vicious scolding, and today’s brutal takedown by the Oracle, it was safe to say Elsie had snapped. She needed to blow off steam, and what better way than letting Grace drive her all the way to the ninth heaven?

"God, you’re so good at this. Go faster!" she cried out, her moans echoing shamelessly through the room.

Fisting a hand in Grace’s hair, Elsie yanked her closer, demanding more, and Grace, ever the eager servant, weed both the pain and the praise like a woman starved.

They were tangled together, lost in the rawness of it, Elsie already teetering at the edge of release, when a sharp voice sliced through the air:

"What the hell is going on here?"

Both girls froze.

Elsie’s eyes snapped open, her heart mming against her ribs as she looked up only to find herself staring into the furious face of her mother, Caroline Lancaster.

God. No.

Elsie and Grace broke apart at once, scrambling away from each other like two guilty children caught doing something bad. Wide-eyed and breathless, they both looked toward Caroline who stood frozen, unmoving, her face nk with pure, disbelieving horror.

Had anyone told Caroline in her wildest imagination that her daughter would one day be caught rolling around with another girl, she would haveughed it off as madness.

Had it been sex with a guy? She could have stomached and controlled the narrative. Damage control was practically second nature to her — there were always ways to fake virginity if she put in the effort.

Her daughter Elsie was the sweet, untouchable queen of the academy after all. The Boys could be reasoned with. Threatened if necessary. Above all, their loyalty would be secured once Elsie wins them over to her side.

But this? This was a scandal she couldn’t smother. This was a brand she couldn’t wipe clean once exposed.

Her daughter caught getting off with a girl? No, Caroline couldn’t take it. She couldn’t even move at first, rooted to the floor as fury and disbelief warred inside of her.

Elsie, seeing the look on her mother’s face, hurriedly wrapped a nket around herself and stumbled toward her.

"Mother, I can exin!" Elsie blurted out desperately. But she barely made it halfway.

Smack!

The p came out of nowhere, sharp and vicious, jerking Elsie’s head to the side.

She stood frozen, one hand flying to her stinging cheek, her heart hammering in her chest.

Her mother had scolded her many times but she had never hit her before.

Not until now.

"Are you fucking crazy?!" Caroline’s voice was pure venom, shaking with rage. "Where has your mind gone to?! Anyone could havee in— anyone!"

She waved her hand wildly at the open door as if the thought alone could summon the entire academy to witness their shame.

"And honestly—" Caroline scoffed bitterly, the sound dripping disgust, "You and this human scum?" she referred to Grace.

Elsie’s didn’t step back.The sting on her face was nothingpared to the boiling anger growing inside of her. She lifted her chin, and met her mother’s furious gaze with a defiance that had been simmering for years.

"Since I’m restricted from fucking around like all the normal kids out there, I found myself a safer choice—!"

Smack!

Another pnded, harder than the first.

This time, Elsie’s whole body swayed, but she didn’t fall. She stood there, cheek burning, heart pounding. Her pride and pain were tangled up inside of her until she wasn’t sure which would kill her first.