Semua Bab The Wrong Alpha’s Heir : Bab 111 - Bab 120

—•AVERY•— I watched Ryan, silent and unreadable, though inside, something bitter stirred.If only he knew.If only he knew the woman standing before him was the same “weak omega” he had once thrown away without a second thought.If only he knew Avery—the one he mocked, spat on, rejected—was the one now looking down on him.I didn’t say another word. I just stared at him, the corner of my lips barely curving, not into a smile, but into something sharper.He didn’t know that the woman he had destroyed once was now the one holding all the power.Strictly speaking, Ryan Waters had no idea who he was really shaking hands with.And I had no intention of telling him.Ryan was still smiling when I met his gaze, confident and cocky, like he already assumed the meeting would go his way.“I’m afraid you came for nothing, Mr Waters,” I said flatly.His brows furrowed. “Excuse me?”“I said,” I repeated slowly, letting each word fall sharp like glass, “We have no business to discuss.”He blinked,

—•AVERY•—Taylor’s car smelled faintly of leather and mint—clean, masculine, and strangely comforting. I sat beside him, my eyes fixed on the blur of the road as the city passed by in slow rhythm. The silence between us wasn’t uncomfortable, but it was heavy–filled with things unsaid.Then, out of nowhere, Taylor spoke. “You hate car rides, don’t you?”The question came out of nowhere, so sudden that I blinked and turned to him, startled. “What?”He looked at me briefly, a small amused smile forming on his lips. “You hate them,” he said again, like it wasn’t a question this time but something he knew for sure.My eyebrows furrowed. “How–how did you know?”Taylor chuckled under his breath, shaking his head slightly as his hand gripped the steering wheel. “It’s written all over you,” he said with that calm tone of his. “You keep fidgeting with your hands. You stare out the window but never really look at anything. You’re just waiting for the ride to end.”A small, embarrassed laugh esc

—•AVERY•— The field was so wide that when the wind blew, it carried faint laughter and the smell of trimmed grass with it. Anticipation filled the air. I stood beside Taylor, holding the golf club in my hand, my palms feeling a little sweaty—not from nervousness but from restraint. Jessica stood opposite me, smiling like she already won. Her lips were painted the same shade of red as the one I remembered from the night she ruined my life. Lucas stepped forward, holding a whistle between his fingers and a paper in his hand. He was cheerful, the kind of man who enjoyed the tension in the air. “Alright, everyone! The rules are simple. We’re doing ten rounds. Accuracy and distance count. Each round’s score will be calculated, and by the end… we’ll know who’s the best player today. Fair enough?” Everyone nodded, and a few excited claps followed. Jessica fixed her gloves and winked at Damon before looking at me with a smug grin. I simply stared back. Damon was still seated at the ta

—•AVERY•—That tall, broad figure. That aura. That face.Damon.My stomach dropped. What the hell was he doing here?! I froze instantly, heart racing, and before Grace could notice, I quietly stepped behind her, using her as a shield. My pulse pounded in my ears.He was talking to someone—his voice low, calm, commanding. The scientists around him looked like they were taking notes. He looked out of place here, dressed sharply in a black suit, but his presence dominated the area anyway.I couldn’t look away.Grace turned to me, smiling. “What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”I forced a shaky smile. “It’s… nothing. Let’s just go.”But as we walked, I stayed hidden behind her, peeking carefully.Because standing there, Damon looked more dangerous, more unreadable than ever—and Moon Goddess, I had no idea why fate kept putting us in the same place! Grace led me through the wide glass doors of the research institution, and I couldn’t help but admire how beautiful and clean th

—•DAMON•— I sat in the private hospital room, my elbows resting on my knees, watching the woman lying on the bed. The steady beeping of the monitor filled the silence. She looked peaceful now, but earlier—when she’d collapsed in front of me—my heart had almost stopped.My wolf was restless inside me.*She’s strange, * my wolf rumbled in my head. *She’s different from the others.* I narrowed my gaze, watching her lips twitch slightly as she murmured in her sleep. “Strange isn’t the word,” I muttered under my breath. “She’s… infuriating.”*But you stayed.* “I had to make sure she didn’t die under my watch,” I snapped silently.*You mean you wanted to make sure she woke up.* I ignored him.*whatever. But I must say… she reminds me of someone else who used to be just as stubborn,* my wolf teased.I didn’t reply. Instead, I leaned back on the chair, eyes fixed on her face. Even in sleep, she had this calm elegance that drew attention. Alice White. The woman who infuriated and intrigued