The Heiress's Brutal Revenge

Chapter 1Alina's POV“Where the hell am I?” I struggled, the blindfold around my eyes stopped me from seeing anything“Someone help me.” I cried out but I heard no response, all I heard were the echoes of my voice.I lay motionless on a damp stone floor, my body trembling with weakness and pain. The cold from the dungeon-like room seeped into my bones, yet it was nothing compared to the hollow ache inside my chest.Blood pooled beneath me, the once steady rhythm of my heartbeat slowing, each pulse weaker than the last. I could barely lift my head, but I didn't need to. As the piece of cloth was removed from my face. I was shocked to see the man standing in front of me.“Viktor?” I said, my voice barely a whisper.He stood before me, his expression devoid of any warmth, any trace of the affection he once pretended to have.“You must be surprised to see yourself tied up and I am standing here, doing nothing to save you.” I shrugged, my gaze drifted to his face, silently pleading for

Chapter 3Alina's POVI stood in front of Viktor’s towering office building, staring up at the sleek glass windows reflecting the afternoon sun. My heart pounded in my chest, but this time, it wasn’t from longing or excitement. It was from the anticipation of finally breaking free.In my past life, I would have walked through those doors with a wide smile, eager to see him, to lose myself in the fantasy he had built around us. But not today. Today, I was here to end things, to take back the power I had once handed over so willingly.I walked in with purpose, ignoring the warm greetings from the staff who had always been kind to me. They thought I was here for another one of my surprise visits. If only they knew.When I reached the top floor, Viktor's secretary, Paula, looked up at me with a knowing smirk. "Here to surprise my Boss again.” she said, standing to open the office door for me. I simply nodded, my fingers tightening around the engagement ring on my hand.Inside, Viktor stoo

Chapter 5Alina's POVFor days, I had kept my mind shut about what the stranger, I mean Damien flecker, what he said to me in the elevator. It seemed like a joke at first but later on, we talked about it over lunch.And I agreed to it.I agreed to be his Luna, not just because he offered or because he is an Alpha but because I had my own benefits in this deal.Damien was coming to see my parents today, if our deal was going to work, we had to make things look real and perfect. I was staring at my dressing mirror, combing my red long hair, making sure it's curly end were intact. My door creaked open, Tessy popped her head inside my room, a playful smile in her lips. “Looking cute for your Alpha?” She whispered, her voice teasing. I smiled, but she was not done yet. She strode into the room, closing the door behind her as she rushed behind me.“You look beautiful, big sis. Just like how a Luna is suppose to look.” She said, her little hands rubbed my shoulders as she watched me throug

Chapter 7Alina's POV The ride back to Damien’s estate was silent. Not the comfortable kind, but the kind laced with unspoken rage, grief, and the promise of vengeance. My fingers curled into fists, my nails biting into my palms, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the storm raging inside me. Viktor had taken everything from me. My family, my home—he had ripped the last pieces of my past away, leaving nothing but ashes. I would not let him win. Damien parked the car in front of his packhouse, and before he could say a word, I was already out, storming toward the entrance. "Alina!" His voice was firm, commanding, but I didn’t stop. I didn’t have time for caution, patience, or plans. I needed blood. I burst through the doors, startling a few of his pack members. They whispered among themselves, sensing the rage rolling off me in waves. A few took a cautious step back. Damien was at my heels in an instant, his hand wrapping around my wrist. "You need to calm down.

Chapter 9Alina’s POV The cold night air bit at my skin as Damien and I raced through the woods, our bodies tense from the fight we had just barely escaped. My breath came in ragged gasps, my heart still pounding from the adrenaline. The sound of rustling leaves and snapping branches filled my ears as we ran deeper into the forest. Damien finally slowed, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings. He turned to me, his expression unreadable. "We need to regroup," he said, his voice low but firm. I nodded, trying to steady my breathing. My hands were still shaking, not just from the fight, but from the realization that we had almost been captured—or worse. Viktor had been expecting us. That wasn’t a coincidence. Someone had tipped him off. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palm. "Damien, there’s a traitor. Someone is feeding Viktor information about us." Damien’s jaw tightened, his eyes darkening. "I know." His voice was sharp, controlled, but I could see the fur