All Chapters of Reborn For Revenge: The Alpha’s Heiress : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Gabriel’s Offer (Gabriel’s POV)My boots echoed on the polished floor of Nightmoor’s steel-and-glass tower, the dawn light breaking over the city outskirts below. My wolf paced, restless after last night’s chaos at Starfang’s vault, where I’d seen Vera fight off Bloodclaw scouts.My eyes narrowed, my crescent scar itching as I scanned our intel reports on Bloodclaw’s movements. Gideon’s distrust, rooted in my past attempt to seize Starfang, hung like a storm cloud, blocking my path to Vera. My mate bond with her burned, her wildflower scent haunting me from that alley where our bond first snapped into place. Could I win her trust?I leaned back in my chair as I thought of last night. I’d stormed into Starfang’s vault, drawn by Jace’s report of rogue scouts and the mate bond’s pull, only to see Vera bloodied but fierce, accusing Gideon’s assistant—Adam—of betrayal. Her rejection “What the hell are you doing here?” still stung, but her strength lit a fire in my chest. My wolf whined

Alliance’s Risk (Gabriel’s POV)My boots thudded on the polished wood of Starfang’s guest hall, the air thick with tension as pack guards lined the walls, their claws twitching. Gideon’s alpha aura slammed into me, his gray eyes blazing with accusation, his gray hair wild as he loomed at the hall’s center. “You’ve got nerve showing up here, Nightmoor,” he growled, his voice a low rumble that shook my wolf. My mate bond with Vera burned, her wildflower scent lingering from this morning’s clash in the woods, where she’d rejected me again—“I handle this alone.” Could I prove my loyalty to her pack, or would Gideon’s hatred bury any chance?Vera stood beside Gideon, her emerald eyes wary, her moonstone necklace glowing faintly. Her bandage from last night’s rogue fight twisted my gut, but her rejection in the woods stung worse. My wolf whined, desperate to close the gap, but Gideon’s aura pressed harder, demanding submission. “You think you can waltz in after trying to steal our pack?

Bloodclaw’s Lair (Vera's POV) My boots scraped the jagged stones of Bloodclaw’s forest hideout, the ramshackle fortress looming under moonlight, its wooden walls scarred with claw marks. My moonstone necklace pulsed, its star-and-moon pendant fueling my alpha aura, as my senses sharpened. Kael’s chilling signal from the tech den—“The alpha’s heir walks to her grave”—echoed in my mind, my wolf snarling at the trap I knew I was stepping into. The shard’s pull burned in my veins, its secrets tied to Starfang’s relic. Could I seize it and escape, or was I already doomed? The air was thick with rogue scent—wet fur, blood—and my eyes scanned the shadows, my raven-black hair tied tight. Eleanor’s orders to stay put gnawed at me, her distrust from the vault fight and Gideon’s rejection of Gabriel in the guest hall pushing me to prove myself. My claws twitched, the memory of Lana’s sly smirk in the tech den raising my hackles. Was she tied to Kael? My heart pounded, the shard’s

Traitor’s Scent (Vera's POV)My boots echoed in Starfang’s council hall, the air thick with pack murmurs as I clutched the crate of shards, their pulse humming through me. Adam’s nervous glance from across the council table hit me like a blade, his lean frame shifting, eyes darting. Kael’s taunt from Bloodclaw’s ritual circle—“The traitor’s closer than you think”—gnawed at my gut, my wolf snarling. My moonstone necklace pulsed, fueling my alpha aura, as I faced Gideon. Was Adam the traitor, or was I chasing shadows?The hall’s torches flickered, casting shadows on the carved wolf murals. My raven-black hair was still damp from the forest escape, my leather jacket torn from Kael’s claw. Eleanor’s ultimatum—“Prove it, or drop it”—weighed heavy, her cold gaze from the vault fight pushing me to deliver. Gabriel’s bloodied form in the circle, his vow—“Because you’re mine”—stirred heat I couldn’t afford, his pine scent lingering despite Gideon’s order to stay away.My claws twitched, L

Vera’s Counterstrike (Vera's POV)My fingers danced across the keyboard in Starfang’s tech den, monitors flashing as dawn’s faint glow crept through the blinds. My hack had caught Damon’s frame, his fake logs linking me to Bloodclaw glowing on the screen. My wolf snarled, Adam’s note from the council hall—“Bloodclaw’s coming for you”—burning in my mind, his betrayal still raw. My moonstone necklace pulsed, fueling my alpha aura, which crackled as I traced Damon’s rogue network. Could I expose him before Eleanor believed his lies, or was Starfang already turning against me?The den buzzed with the hum of servers. Eleanor’s icy words “You’re tearing us apart” cut deep, her distrust pushing me to prove myself. Lana’s smirk, her jasmine scent in the hall, and Damon’s tutoring scheme from the initiation screamed treachery. My claws twitched, as the memory of Gabriel’s bloodied form in the circle making his vow, “Because you’re mine” stirred heat I fought to ignore. My eyes narrowed, fo