Semua Bab From Omega's Daughter To Alpha's Daughter: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Alpha Rowland’s POVSleep hadn’t come easily since Mira and Cael's arrest. The image of her face…the look in her eyes when I gave that order had burned itself into my mind. A look I never thought I’d see from my daughter.A look that said I’d broken something sacred.“I don’t know what else to do, Caleb,” I muttered finally. “She won’t even speak to me. Not a word. She just sits there, staring at me as if I was a stranger.”Caleb was calm, but in deep thought…the way it always was when he was about to say something I didn’t want to hear.“You are a stranger to her right now,” he said.I looked up, frowning. “What’s that supposed to mean?”“It means,” he said slowly, “that you stopped being her father the moment you let Halvar convince you she might be guilty.”I angrily hit my fist against the table, and the sound filled the room. “I did not let him convince me! I did what was necessary!”“Necessary?” Caleb shot back defiantly. “You ordered your own daughter’s arrest, Rowland. You let

Cael’s POV I had already had enough of the waiting…Enough of the silence. and the annoyance of sitting in this cold, damp cell while the whispers from outside continued painting Mira as a murderer. Every passing hour cut across my patience…another reminder that our father had given in to pressure and locked his own blood behind iron bars.I had roamed the length of the cell for what felt like the hundredth time, and each stride seemed to be fueled by the same thought…we couldn't just stay here. Not when Halvar was still free, still walking around the pack like he wasn't the most likely to have orchestrated all this.Mira sat calmly, frowning in that infuriating way only she could manage to create. I hated that look right now… too quiet, too accepting.“We’re not staying here another night,” I said firmly. “I don’t care what Father or the Council says. I can get us out.”She didn’t even lift her head. “Cael…”“No, listen to me.” I bent down in front of her, forcing her to look at me.

Liam’s POVWhen I told her to wake up, I didn’t expect her to do it so slowly…so deliberately, like she was savoring every second of my fury. Dahlia stretched on the bed, allowing the sheets to fall carelessly from her body while her lips formed into a languid, and self satisfied smile that made my stomach twist with disgust.“Morning, husband,” she said in a voice that was soaked with false sweetness. “You look… tense.”I forced myself to take a breath, to control the tremor of rage threatening to claw out of me. My head still pounded from the residue of whatever she had used on me last night. The taste of it…sweet, then bitter, still clinging to the back of my throat. I narrowed my eyes on her. “What did you do, Dahlia?”She blinked, acting surprised and innocent, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear as if this was nothing more than a pleasant morning chat. “Do?” she said softly. “I did what any loving wife would do. You’re my husband, Liam. My mate.”Her words made my blood r

Mira’s POVI felt Cael’s hand brush mine briefly before the guards ushered us forward into the council chamber. I had never felt so small, yet so angry at once. The long table ahead was lined with faces that carried a lot of mixed emotions…From Caleb's sympathy to Halvar's glare.Father didn’t look at me immediately. His face was set in a cold and indifferent way, but I knew how pained he was…it was written in his eyes. “Bring them forward,” he said.The guards obeyed, and I walked until I stood at the center of the room with Cael beside me like a shield that was ready to break.Halvar didn't wait for any introduction or greeting before he quickly shot up to speak. “Mira,” he began, pretending to be civil. “We've brought you here to give you the chance to clear your name… or prove it yourself guilty. I'm sure you understand the gravity of your situation.”Cael’s frown twisted angrily. “You talk as if you’re already sure of the answer.”Father’s cold voice cut through his challenge. “

Mira’s POVBeing back in the cell didn't seem to calm Cael down. He kept walking around with the constant, restless rhythm of a wolf circling its own scent, while I sat cross legged on the cold floor and counted the cracks in the wall until my head began to spin.We had spoken in circles for hours…what we’d done, what we hadn’t, who to trust, who to fear. I could still taste Halvar’s butter words of accusations in my mouth…Dark insinuations disguised as questions. He broke and rearranged the truth until it looked like a lie. I had left the hearing with the knowledge that ink and tongues were more dangerous than knives.Footsteps down the corridor snapped my attention into the present. Not the heavy boots of a guard coming on his round…It was lighter and more careful. A few seconds later, a shadow stepped through the gap and closed the door as if it had never opened at all.“Caleb?” I whispered in surprise.He nodded his head, glancing once along the corridor and then into the cell. He