All Chapters of The Wrong Alpha’s Heir : Chapter 161 - Chapter 165

—AVERY—The next morning, sunlight slipped past the curtains and stretched slowly across the room. The warmth touched my face, nudging me awake. I blinked, groggy, confused for a second.This wasn’t my room.The unfamiliar walls… the faint hotel smell… the clothes thrown everywhere last night…And then everything came rushing back.My heart squeezed painfully.The banquet.
The parking lot.
The masked man.I jerked upright, my heart thudding so hard it shook my ribs. My phone lay beside me on the bed, the screen lighting up again and again. When I picked it up—My breath caught.50 missed calls.All from Taylor. Jayden. Jess. Uncle Knox.My stomach twisted hard. Something wasn’t right. Something horrible must’ve happened. I sat up, fingers trembling as I called Jess.She picked up immediately on the first ring. Her voice wasn’t normal. It was shaking. Panicked.“Avery? Oh my God, where have you been? Have you seen the news?”The bottom of my stomach dropped.My heart dropped straigh

—AVERY’S POV—The night felt heavier than my own heartbeat as I drove back to the hideout alone.My hands were tight on the steering wheel, my knuckles stiff and white. I kept thinking about Liam… how scared he must be… how small he still was.I prayed I wasn’t too late.When I finally reached the deserted spot, the same place they always picked me up, the masked men were already waiting—leaning against their van like they were bored of life. The second they saw me, they straightened, and their familiar ugly laughter floated through the air.“Well, well,” one of them mocked. “Look who’s back.”The other whistled. “Pretty mama’s here again. Still not tired of crying over that pup?”I said nothing. My chest burned with anger but I pushed it down. Anything reckless would put Liam’s life at risk again.“Hands up,” the taller one ordered.I raised my hands, the same way I had earlier before. One came behind me and tied the blindfold tight over my eyes.“Tsk. Shame to cover that face,” he m

—AVERY POV— Jess nudged my arm gently. “You good?”I nodded. “Yeah. Just thinking.”“Don’t think too much,” she whispered. “We got you.”Soon, the imposing gates of the Ironcrest Pack territory came into view. Patrols, dressed in dark uniforms, stepped forward, their faces stern in front of the headlights. Jayden rolled down his window, his demeanor shifting instantly to one of cool authority.“Identification,” one of the guards barked.Jayden handed over a sleek, black card. The guard inspected it, nodded once, and stepped aside.“Welcome to Ironcrest!” As the gates opened, Jess and Jayden both leaned forward at the same time.“Holy shit,” Jayden whispered.Jess covered her mouth. “Oh my God… this place is… huge.”Ironcrest stretched out like a city. Houses, training grounds, towers, lights everywhere. People moved around, their presence strong and organized. Power was in the air—thick, heavy, undeniable.“Damon is insane,” Jayden murmured. “How can one Alpha control all of this?”