All Chapters of The Alpha's Seventh Bride: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Damian's POV“Lower the guns.”My voice cut through the shop; it was calm but sharp.Ethan turned slightly, giving the signal with his hand. My men eased back, but they did not stand down fully. Tobias’s men still had their weapons raised. One wrong move and blood would spill on human ground. I did not want that not here, not with Aria watching.I looked straight at her.Her eyes were wide, they were guarded, hurt. She stood close to Tobias, her body angled away from me, like she was choosing where to belong.That alone made my jaw tighten.“Aria.” I said again. “Come here.”She shook her head. Tobias stepped closer to her. “She doesn’t want to go with you.”I turned my gaze to him slowly. “She will.” I said. “If you want your shop and your men to remain untouched.”The room went silent, Aria sucked in a breath.“You are threatening him?”“I am stating facts.” I replied, never looking away from her. “This is not your world he stepped into the moment he hid you.” I said and Tobias

Aria's POV“No…Damian, please-”The sound of glass breaking cut my words short.I stood frozen in the middle of his office as Damian snapped. A heavy bookcase crashed to the floor. Papers flew everywhere, a lamp shattered against the wall. His desk was shoved aside like it weighed nothing.I screamed when a chair slammed into the wall near my head.“Damian, stop!” I cried, tears streaming down my face. “Please!”He didn’t look at me, his breathing was rough. His shoulders were tense, his hands shook as he tore at everything within reach. A frame hit the floor and cracked, another followed.I covered my mouth, sobbing.“I didn’t mean to hurt you.” I said between tears. “I swear I didn’t-”Another crash echoed as the door flew open.“Enough!”Ethan stormed in, his eyes went straight to me, then back to Damian.“Alpha.” Ethan said firmly. “This is enough.”Damian turned sharply, his eyes glowing with anger.“She met him,” Damian growled. “She hid it from me.”Ethan didn’t argue, he walke

Aria's POV“Don’t slow down.”“I’m not.”“Good keep your head up.”I followed Damian into the palace in silence, the doors closed behind us with a heavy sound. For the first time in days, my chest felt lighter. Not calm, not safe, just lighter. The fight, the shouting, the fear everything felt paused, like the palace itself was holding its breath.Damian didn’t look at me, he gave short orders to the guards and walked away toward his study. I stood there for a moment, watching his back disappear down the hall.It felt sorted, not healed, not fixed, but sorted enough to breathe. I turned and walked back to my room.Inside, I locked the door and leaned against it. My knees felt weak. I slid down to the floor, pressing my palms over my face.“I am still here.” I whispered to myself. “I survived it.”I showered slowly, letting warm water run over my shoulders. I changed into clean clothes, simple ones. When I opened the window, the night air felt cold, but it didn’t scare me.Then there

Aria's POV“No…please, stop.”“She is lying!”“You raised her because you wanted money!”“Enough!”The voices crashed into each other, loud and sharp, filling the courtyard until my head hurt. My hands were shaking so badly that I had to press them together in front of me.Richard was shouting.Clarissa was crying loudly, but I knew that cry. It was the same one she used when she wanted pity, when she wanted people to forget what she had done.Damian stood in front of them, tall and still, his face hard. The guards held Richard and Clarissa firmly, one on each side. They struggled, but it was useless.“She owes us!” Richard yelled, pointing at me. “She owes us everything! We took her in when no one wanted her!”I flinched.“You sold me.” I said, my voice trembling but clear. “You took money and handed me to strangers.”Clarissa shook her head wildly. “We had no choice!” She cried. “We were poor! we needed help!”“You bought new furniture.’ I said softly. “You went on trips, you la

Damian's POV“Close the door.”“Yes, Alpha.”The door shut softly behind Ethan. I remained standing near my desk, arms crossed, my mind still heavy from the events of the last few days. The palace felt tense, every guard was alert, every corridor felt watched.Ethan walked closer and placed a thick file on my desk.“This is the full report.” He said. “On Richard and Clarissa.”I looked at the file without touching it.“Speak.” I said.Ethan nodded.“They are Aria’s maternal aunt and uncle.” He began. “Richard is her mother’s elder brother. Clarissa married into the family years before Aria was born.”I clenched my jaw.“They were the ones who took her in after her parents died.” Ethan continued. “At least, that is what they told the authorities.”I finally picked up the file and opened it, flipping through pages filled with photos, documents, and records.“Aria’s mother was human.” Ethan said. “Her father was a werewolf from a small border pack. They met in the human city and they