All Chapters of The Wrong Alpha’s Heir : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

—AVERY— The drive to the boutique was quiet, except for Jessica who's laughing while chatting away with her friends on the phone. I sat beside her, staring out the window, watching the city blur past. My fingers rested on my stomach as I felt the faintest movement from the little life growing inside me. It grounded me somehow, even when everything else felt uncertain. When we finally pulled up in front of the shop, I froze for a second. The place was nothing like the small stores I was used to. It was massive, with tall glass windows, golden lettering on the door, and mannequins dressed in gowns that looked like they belonged in a royal ballroom. Jessica nudged me gently. “Come on, Avery,” she said with a smile. “You’re going to love it!” I doubted that, but I followed her inside anyway. The moment we walked through the door, a bell chimed, and within seconds, five salesgirls appeared out of nowhere. They rushed toward Jessica like bees to honey, their bright smiles almos

—AVERY—That was it. He didn’t wait for her to finish. Damon turned on his heel like a predator catching the scent of blood, his strides purposeful, deadly. The men behind him, Lucas included, tensed and moved instantly, following his lead.Oh no. No, no, no. My heart plummeted. He was going after Kira.I didn’t think. I just ran. My legs moved before my mind could catch up, and I darted after him. By now, the crowd in the packhouse were gathering to watch, murmurs rising like wildfire.“Damon! Stop! Please!” My voice cracked, but I didn’t care. My chest burned, my breath ragged as I fought to reach him before he did something he couldn’t take back.He didn’t even look at me.He was pure rage walking on two legs. Eyes were on us I sprinted, skirts flying around me. Pack members, visiting Alphas, their Luna, everyone stared as the spectacle unfolded. Whispers turned into sharp gasps. “Is that… the Omega?” “Why is she—?” “The Alpha looks furious…” “What’s happening? Isn't that Luna

—DAMON— The office was thick with tension. I sat at the head of the long table, shoulders squared, jaw locked so hard it ached. The elders were speaking, but their words barely registered over the sound of my own pulse pounding in my ears. On the surface, I was the perfect Alpha—calm, composed, in control. But beneath that thin mask, my wolf was restless, pacing, clawing inside me for blood, and it took everything I had not to let that fury spill out in front of these old men.Images kept flashing in my head; Kira smirking at Avery in that store, daring to humiliate what was mine. Not to forget to the mention the video Lucas showed me, the one where in the Red Stone Pack Kira had shoved Avery so hard she lost her balance… almost lost them—my pups. The thought made me close my eyes for a second to compose myself. Why hadn't Avery tell me?! And that… thing had dared to humiliate her in front of everyone.She not only humiliated, but also touched what’s mine. That’s the last mistak

—AVERY— My head felt heavy as I climbed the grand staircase, my legs dragging like weights were tied to them. The corridors were quiet, and the music from the gala downstairs echoed faintly through the halls. The chandelier lights shimmered softly above me, but even their glow felt hazy, blurred by the dizziness clouding my vision.Why was I feeling like this? That drink… I shook my head, trying to steady myself. The maid had said Damon sent for me. Damon. My heart had leapt at the thought, despite the chaos in my chest. I told myself not to read too much into it. Why now? After leaving with Jessica?Maybe… maybe he just wanted to talk about something important. I bit my lip nervously, pushing down the tiny flutter of hope inside me. It was ridiculous to even think he cared that much.My steps slowed as I reached the long hallway. It was eerily quiet compared to the lively scene downstairs. A strange chill ran down my spine. I clutched the rail tighter, looking at the maids passing

—AVERY— And then… Footsteps. Fast, heavy, desperate.“Avery!”I lifted my head weakly and saw him. Taylor.His face twisted in shock, then anger. “What the hell happened?!”“T-Taylor…” My voice cracked as I reached for him. “Help… please… the baby—”“Stop talking,” he cut me off, his voice tight with panic. “Save your strength.”He crouched down, sliding his arms under me before I could even protest. I let out a broken sob as he lifted me like I weighed nothing, holding me tight against his chest. His heartbeat pounded against my ear, fast and strong, the only thing keeping me from sinking into the darkness clawing at me.The cold night air slapped my skin when he burst through the doors. The world outside was dark, shadows swallowing the parking lot. Taylor’s breath came out in harsh puffs as he carried me to his car. The wind whipped my hair into my face, and my tears froze on my cheeks.“Hang on, Avery,” he muttered, his breath ragged as he ran. “Just hang on.”He yanked the car