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There was a pause and the door slammed, the director probably storming out.

“I want those pictures everywhere. She’s not smearing my wife as the way to hide she’s broken every ethics—I want an ethics hearing for her to address those disgusting photographs,” the president demanded. “She doesn’t get to slither away from this. And I want those pictures he won’t share. She wants to try and lie about my wife, then I’m going to show her proof everywhere and—”

“Youcannotshow pictures of her son, sir,” the chief of staff said firmly. “You would never recover from doxing ababy. You wouldn’t. I don’t know that you will this. Please hear me that no matter what you feel about supes, this situation is serious. We have protestors all over the country—”

“The sheep will stop listening to her once I show just how disgusting of a wolf she is and get her out of the way,” the president seethed.

“And what about Iran? Greece? Bolivia? They’re NATO countries. They have allies, and other countries are not happy about other moves we’ve pulled,” the vice president added. “Mexico is pissed at us. Canada. A list from things we had nothing to do with. The Middle East hasstabilizedbecause of the takeover in Iran. Their president is insanely popular and—”

“I don’t care what people think of the undead leech,” the president bit out. “We can worry about handling him later. The dog in charge of Bolivia too. Even Greece.”

“I know you want to send them all to Greece and blow up the country, but you have to be realistic about options, sir,” the chief of staff said.

There were a couple more minutes of recording, but honestly they weren’t much better.

“Seriously, who does Enzo have placed there?” I whispered.

Reagan didn’t say anything and simply scrubbed his hands over his head so roughly that I was surprised that he had any hair left. Yeah, this was going to get bad, and too much was going to be focused on us.

And I still had to go to work and act like nothing happened.

Fuck all the ducks, birds, and just anything that flew.

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What the president said waseverywhereand people were up in arms. Iran, Bolivia, and Greece were validly pissed.

So was all of NATO.

And the EU.

Everyone was. No reason to deny it. The only ones who weren’t hated supes big-time and wanted the US to burn. There were memes of Russians watching the news eating popcorn. Terrorists at the pool since they weren’t needed to work to destroy us this week.

We could do it all on our own.

Galvin sent me a text telling me to hang on because it was going to get rough, but they were all over it. That the good guys were on my side and help had arrived.

I had no idea what that meant, but I was all for the good guys winning. It was the whole reason I joined the FBI after all.

I honestly almost felt bad for the White House press guy who had to deal with this—that they cowardly sent.

Until he was a petty asshole. The response though shocked me and my mouth fell open as I watched it.

“Alpha,” someone from the press pool called.

The guy kept talking until several people repeated it, even louder. “What?”

The camera turned to show a reporter from a major network standing. “She’s not ‘Ms. Thomas.’ She’s Alpha Sera. Or Mistress Sera because she has a coven of vampires—though I thought it was Master Sera. I think they might be changing that to unisex—either way, you know she’s not just Ms. Thomas. We all saw the interview that you’re doing it on purpose.”

Wow. I couldn’t believe the pushback.

The guy looked like he was eating shit as he corrected himself to call me Alpha Sera. Petty, petty little man.

He went over that while they felt bad for me that my claims were unsubstantiated and dangerous. They didn’t even address the president being caught.

To which the director of the CIA immediately gave a press conference saying he’d verified what I’d received and my sources and it was all real. Damn, that man was throwing down and—I’d have to send him a really nice gift. Seriously.

Before lunch, it was all over that the president said the whole recording was AI and was going to push through a bill that made it illegal to use people’s likenesses and voices without consent. Blah, blah, blah… That was the lamest excuse ever.

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