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Author: 45 inks
last update publish date: 2026-03-19 02:03:47

The realization that Andrew considered Serena’s unborn pup "important" was the final silver stake through my heart.

"So, that’s it," I whispered into the phone, my vision blurring as I stood outside the dance studio I’d just been exiled from. "It wasn't that you didn't want an heir, Andrew. You just didn't want one with me."

For two years, I had lived in a state of beautiful, pathetic denial. I refused to believe the Alpha who had once shared his bed and his protection with a broken eight-year-
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  • THE ALPHA’S DEBT   21

    "So, I gave you my answer when you told me to choose, didn't you? I made my pick. Why do you care if I’m buying these to wear or to bury the heel in some low-rent stray’s face? What’s the matter, Serena? Didn’t get enough last time? Already forgot how it feels to bleed?"Serena’s eyes widened as the memory of the welts I’d left on her with the duster seemed to throb beneath her skin. She recoiled, her face souring with a mix of fear and hatred.Carllo didn't miss a beat. He grabbed a heavy-soled loafer from the shelf and swung it through the air with a lethal whistle. "Can’t lie, Lanka, these have some real weight to them. Bet they’d leave a hell of a mark on a home-wrecker’s jaw."Serena shrunk back further, but Shirley Wolfe—incensed that a 'commoner' like Carllo would speak to them that way—stepped into my space. "Who are you calling a home-wrecker!?""Whoever the collar fits, sweetheart! Why bother asking if you aren't feeling the itch?" Carllo rolled his eyes, leaning back agains

  • THE ALPHA’S DEBT   20

    I watched the grainy feed on the pack-link. Andrew must have shifted his strategy and caught a flight in the middle of the night. In the video, his heavy wool trench coat flapped in the salt-heavy sea breeze as he moved through the frantic construction crews. He looked frigid, his Alpha aura commanding even through a screen.I let out a jagged sigh. There was no telling when he’d return to Zion City. It was crystal clear: this divorce wasn't being finalized today.Right then, my phone buzzed with a text from Carllo.[Don’t come back to the apartment yet.]I waited, pacing the sidewalk for thirty minutes until a second message gave me the all-clear. I rushed home, bursting through the door before I’d even turned the key fully. "What happened? Were there Enforcers here?""People from the Hawthorne Group," Carllo said, nodding toward the coffee table.Laid out among the half-empty takeout containers were a sleek business card and several thick contracts. It was the licensing inquiry for

  • THE ALPHA’S DEBT   19

    Serena scrambled off the sofa, her scent sharp with a metallic, envious tang. She began throwing wild, weak punches at the air where I had been standing, her desperation clawing through her sweet facade.I didn't stay to watch. I vaulted into Carllo’s battered old Chevy, the engine roaring to life. As I peeled out of the yard, the headlights cut a jagged path through the mist of the estate. In the rearview mirror, I saw Andrew dash out of the villa, his silk pajamas fluttering in the freezing wind, his silhouette a frantic, dark shape against the gold light of the foyer.He was drenched in a fresh, feverish sweat, the silver moonlight catching the silver-white of his bared teeth as the cold air hit his lungs."Alpha! What the hell is happening? Let me get you inside!"Cedric came sprinting from the shadows where his car had been idling. He’d seen me arrive and figured his mission was a success. He’d even set an alarm to check on us in an hour, thinking he could finally catch some slee

  • THE ALPHA’S DEBT   18

    I stood in the center of the third-floor activity room, staring at the massive, vintage claw machine.I had gotten this when I was nine, thanks to Andrew. I couldn’t quite recall why I’d been so miserable back then, but Andrew had taken me to a carnival to try and cheer me up. We’d blown through over 200 copper coins and didn't snag a single tuft of fur. I had teased him relentlessly for his "pathetic Alpha skills," but he just barked back that the machine was rigged.The very next day, my hyper-competitive brother-in-law had lugged this exact machine into the Hawthorne estate, having rewired it so the win-rate was a solid 100%. He’d snagged me a sofa’s worth of plushies in minutes. Later, he even coded a little app on his phone so he could tweak the difficulty whenever he wanted.From then on, this machine became my personal sanctuary. If I was blue, I’d play for a pick-me-up. If I was happy, I’d take a shot and see what "surprise" he’d hidden inside. After we married and moved to Wo

  • THE ALPHA’S DEBT   17

    The figure stepped out of the shadows, and for a heartbeat, my breath hitched. It was Elara Hawthorne.I steadied my rattling lungs, wiped the sweat from my brow, and stood tall. "Mrs. Hawthorne."She gave a curt nod, retrieved a towel from the front row of the empty theatre seats, and handed it to me. "Thanks," I muttered, turning my head as I wiped my face, desperate to hide how much I had just unraveled on that stage."Lanka, I want to have a chat with you."I knew why she was here. I could feel the cold intent rolling off her like a winter mist. "I’ll change and be right back," I said. After a quick, scalding shower that didn't wash away the exhaustion, I returned to the stage.Elara was staring up at the spotlights. "You remember, don't you? You won your first gold medal on this very stage when you were five. You were so small, but your form was rock-solid. You blew everyone away. I was so proud."Back then, I was the prince of the Hawthorne Pack. Everyone said I was a prodigy, t

  • THE ALPHA’S DEBT   16

    I glared at him, my eyes narrowing until they felt like they might spark. "Can’t you tell I’m talking about swallowing gunpowder? I'm five seconds away from exploding."Andrew barely moved, though one corner of his mouth twitched upward. "If you’re so full of fire, Lanka, just try not to blow me up with you."I was fuming, my chest heaving with indignation, but the head nurse—a woman in her late forties who had clearly seen her share of stubborn Alphas—couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle.As she reached for his arm, I felt my protective instincts flare. "Easy does it," I warned, my voice tight.The nurse smiled at me, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "You’re all bark and no bite, aren't you, sweetie? Relax, I’m a pro. I won’t hurt your boyfriend. Besides, he’s a big boy—he can handle a little scratch."By then, the nurse had cut through the expensive silk of his sleeve, exposing the damage. It was a jagged, ten-centimeter gash. The skin was peeled back, raw and crimson, a sight

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