บททั้งหมดของ Rise Of The Hidden Heiress: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

~Allister~Grandma Regi decides to join us for breakfast at the dining hall. With her presence, my mother, the current Luna of the Pack, becomes less chatty.Steam curls from the tea she pours with unhurried grace as silverware clanks in the large hall. Grandma Regi is seated to my right, while my mother sits to my left, and Rhea sits beside Grandma Regi, while I occupy my position at the head of the table.“Allister,” Grandma Regi calls, breaking the silence in the room. I lift my head to meet her gaze. “How are Pack duties?”“Pretty well, Grams.”“Oh, great. You've been such a wonderful Alpha to our people. I am so proud of you. And I’m hoping that a certain nobody wouldn’t interfere in how you carry out your responsibilities now that she is forcing herself into your life.” She chuckles, and the sound irritates the hell out of me because I’m certain she's speaking of my Mate.Silence… I give her silence for a brief moment until I finally get a handle on my emotions. Then I careful

“I can't believe you're coming back to this apartment after all these years.” Agnes groans as I push the door to my old apartment open to let us in.“Uh, how come it looks this cool?” Ursula asks as we step in.“Got the caretaker to do some test runs and get the house running,” I explain.“Good thing I came with a housewarming gift then,” Agnes announces, pulling out a bottle of Muscat de Frontignan from the tiny shopping bag she was holding.“Interesting choice of wine,” Ursula hums. “But I'll pass because the last time I drank that, I almost got us hit by a truck.”“Scared little bunny,” I tease, and we all burst into laughter.Agnes places the wine on the empty kitchen bar, and I grab three glasses before joining them to sit on one of the empty long stools beside the breakfast bar.“You both do not value your lives, but I do mine. So, I’m not drinking that,” Ursula reiterates.“Oh, come on. There is absolutely nothing wrong with a good French wine produced by hot, muscular, fleshy,

“Leave her the fuck alone,” Agnes snaps. “The boys were masked for the goddess’s sake. And, like I already told you when I gave my statement, Ursula and I had just gotten inside the car when these boys appeared from nowhere with a damn cleaver. People started running helter-skelter. Ursula and I had to hide inside the car, hoping they didn’t see us get in. But they did! They were hitting our car's windscreen with a wooden bat. In fact, it seems they knew who and what they came for. It's as if they targeted us. Jess had no idea they were kids, officer. They wore masks. She was only trying to save us.”“By attacking innocent kids?”“She did not attack them,” Ursula says between clenched teeth.This is exactly where my train of thought has been headed since the police arrived. All of this feels like some sort of setup or trap I unknowingly walked into.“Any witnesses to collaborate your story, or is it just the two of you?” The officer asks Ursula.“Well, since we'll have to be the ones

The street light turns green, but Allister doesn’t move the car right away.“You don’t have to lean on me every time,” he says gently. “Just… don’t lock me out of your life.”His thumb brushes over my knuckles, slowly.“You have me. You’ve always had me.” He hums reassuringly.His words are simple but filled with an intensity that makes my chest tighten. Yet I can't bring myself to respond.Agnes’s earlier revelations about Rhea Luther have planted a seed of doubt I can’t ignore. Rhea probably harbors deep feelings for Allister.Although he scolded Rhea for her rudeness toward me at the surprise party, I sensed his anger stemmed more from her embarrassing the Blackwaters family name than from any desire to defend me. I believe my place in his heart can’t compare to his bond with the woman he sees as family and calls “sister”.I may have no proof, but after the events of this night and the plentiful revelations from my friends, I just can’t excuse this deep feeling that everything tha

A beautiful sunny day at “Sugar Treats” with my best girls has me smiling nonstop.“Well, at least now they know not to mess with us, else I ruin their skull with a bottle of expensive wine,” Agnes’s voice towers above Ursula’s.“Oh, please, you were literally shaking like baby fish,” Ursula jabs at Agnes.I smile, savoring the familiar banter between my two best friends. “But I did something to help, didn’t I? I didn't sit inside the damn car whining like a crybaby.”Ursula shoots back with some words I don’t make out as I bask in the beautiful beach view in front of me.It feels so surreal to be back in my hometown after four years in Westwood. Four years of emotional turmoil that I’m finally beginning to leave behind.“You aren’t saying anything, Jess. You’re going to keep quiet while Ursula roasts me this way?” Agnes whines dramatically, her hand tapping me, to call to my attention.“Girls, shh. Need to let you both know that we now have two personal bodyguards somewhere in the c