Semua Bab Alpha's Regret After I Mated to His Brother: Bab 201 - Bab 210

(Peter's POV)I stared at the wolf bloodline verification results spread across my desk, pieces of a sinister puzzle finally clicking into place."Caleb, I need you to stay calm for what I'm about to tell you," I said, watching his face carefully. "I suspect Theresa Rivers is a pup trafficker."His eyes widened in shock. "What are you saying?""More than that," I continued, "I think Isabella Stone might actually be Theresa Rivers' biological daughter."Caleb shot to his feet. "That's impossible!"I held up a hand. "Hear me out. I found records that Theresa Rivers gave birth to a female pup at the Ocean City Pack Healer's Center twenty-one years ago.""But Isabella was supposedly found—""The timing matches perfectly," I interrupted. "And here's the kicker—Theresa worked as a pack servant for the Stone family around that time."Caleb's face went pale. "You think she was Richard Stone's mistress?""It's possible. Think about it—why else would the Stone family take in a random p

**(Elara's POV)**Lucian's arms wrapped around me as we prepared to leave for the Foster Pack gathering. I could feel the tension radiating from his wolf, his protective instincts on high alert."You know," he said, his voice teasing despite the circumstances, "I only like your type. Even if the Foster Pack's biological daughter looked exactly like you, I still wouldn't be interested."I couldn't help but laugh, the sound breaking through my anxiety. "You only like me because I'm obedient."His expression grew serious, his hands framing my face. "Actually, I wish you would be more yourself and less obedient. I want to see your wolf's true nature, not the careful mask you wear."The sincerity in his voice made my heart flutter. Without thinking, I threw my arms around him and playfully bit his shoulder.He chuckled, the sound rumbling through his chest. "There she is. That's the Elara I fell in love with."**(James's POV)**I stood at the entrance of our territory, watching as L

**(God's POV)**In the sterile conference room of a private investigation office, Julian Foster spread documents across the polished table. The files contained damning evidence about Silas Reed, an executive in the Bell family's pack enterprise."Look at this academic record," Julian said, pointing to official transcripts. "He failed to achieve success at the Werewolf Academy despite excellent pack training. It took him two years to retake territory entrance qualifications."Madam Evelyn Foster leaned forward, her eyes narrowing as she studied the papers. "Yet he's held a high position in the Bell family pack enterprise for years.""Exactly. The Bell family pack maintains strict standards for leadership positions. Subordinate wolves have been whispering about his special connection to the Bell family for months."Julian turned to another document. "But here's what's truly suspicious - Silas Reed has maintained his own resource account since adolescence. He receives regular hunting

**(Elara's POV)**The neutral territory venue buzzed with the tension of competing packs. I adjusted my black-rimmed glasses, scanning the room full of Alpha wolves and their representatives. The Silver Creek Territory Project negotiation was about to begin, and every pack wanted their share of the lucrative hunting rights."Take those ridiculous things off," James Foster muttered beside me, his voice low with irritation.I pushed the glasses up my nose defiantly. "They help me focus. I need to analyze our competitors carefully.""You look like a pack scholar, not my assistant," he complained."Good. Let them underestimate me." I pointed discreetly toward a cluster of wolves near the registration table. "See that group? The Walker Pack representatives. Their territory borders the Silver Creek region. We need to approach them first."James's jaw tightened. "I don't network with lesser packs.""Pride won't win us this project," I said firmly. "The Walker Pack has insider knowledge

**(Elara's POV)**I stood by the window, trying to hear what was happening outside. My silver-damaged left ear made it hard to understand the shouting from below.I leaned out further. The cool night air hit my face as I pressed closer to the window.Someone was calling our names. Mine and Lucian's."Elara Rivers! Lucian Thorne!"The voice was drunk and desperate.Footsteps approached behind me. Lucian came from the washing area. His face changed when he saw me leaning out the window in my nightgown.He moved quickly, wrapping his arms around my waist."What's happening?" he asked."It's Damon," I whispered. "He's acting crazy. Shouting and throwing bottles."Glass crashed against stone below. A wailing sound drifted up."Brother, please, give Elara back to my wolf!" Damon's voice was broken with desperation.Lucian's grip tightened. "Why is he calling for my mate in the middle of the night? Was his wolf moon-touched?"I felt the dangerous edge in his voice. I turned in hi