All Chapters of A Wrong Alpha Heiress's Return: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Third Person's POVThe Frost Family estate in Moonviel City was shrouded in tension. News of Serena's abduction had struck like lightning. The kidnappers hadn't even demanded ransom yet, and already the family moved as though the world itself had challenged their bloodline. For Alpha Rowan and Luna Eveline, even the loss of a single hair from their daughter's head was unacceptable.Before they could mobilize their trackers, the phone rang. A distorted voice snarled through the line."If you want your daughter back unharmed, transfer five million to the account I'll provide. You have thirty minutes, or-""I'll pay it!" Luna Eveline burst out before the threat was even finished, her voice breaking with desperation. "Please, just don't hurt my daughter!"Alpha Rowan's arm tightened protectively around her shoulders. His eyes, sharp as a wolf in battle, burned with fury and fear.Callen, standing a pace away, forced his voice to remain steady, though the fire in his gaze betrayed his calm

Third Person's POVThe tension inside the Frost family vehicle was nearly palpable, thick as the humid Moonviel night pressing against the windows. Alpha Rowan's hands clenched the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles whitened. Luna Eveline's gaze was fixed on Serena, her daughter's chest rising and falling with ragged breaths, the worry etched across her features sharper than any claw. "Serena, rest assured," she murmured, her voice heavy with motherly authority. "In our hearts, only you are our daughter."Callen remained silent in the back seat, his jaw tense, his icy blue eyes like shards of frost, cold enough to bite. The faint glint of his wolfish fangs showed under the firelight as he opened the panel between him and the driver, his tone deadly calm. "Accelerate. Return to the Frost estate first."Originally, the plan had been to take Serena to the healer, but now the words she had spoken earlier fanned a slow-burning flame of anger in every family member's chest. If the

Celeste's POV"I'm fine," I said flatly, my voice as cold as the Moonviel night. "No need for Frost heirs to concern themselves with me. And stop calling me sister."Elias froze in the doorway. His feet halted, but he didn't leave. Instead, he lingered there like a shadow, patient in a way that felt false, grating against my instincts."I know you're angry with Callen," he began carefully, his words dripping with rehearsed civility. "He… struck too hard, I admit it. I'll apologize on his behalf."My wolf stirred, a low growl rumbling beneath my breastbone. Apologies meant nothing when they came empty-handed, laced with excuses."He only lost control," Elias continued, his tone more defensive now. "Because of… because of what happened before. He didn't mean it. You shouldn't hold it against him."The air inside the ward grew stifling. So that was why he had come-not to see if I was well, but to deliver the Frost Family's narrative. As if my blood on the floor could be swept away with a

Third Person's POVLiam's words carried weight, sharper than the frost that clung to the eaves of the Frost Family estate. He rarely raised his voice, but this time the bite in his tone came from the memory of Celeste being struck down and left bleeding. He could not keep the injustice from spilling into his words.Callen did not answer. The proud Alpha heir-the one Moonviel City bowed to in hushed reverence-stood in silence, his jaw locked. Part of it was respect for Liam, the elder wolf who had served Grandfather Carden for half a lifetime. But beneath that, a heavier weight pressed on him: guilt.He knew Liam was right. That night, he had acted on impulse. Blinded by old grudges and poisoned memories, he had lashed out at Celeste without thought. Misunderstanding was one thing. Raising his hand against her was another-something no Alpha should have done. Yet, if Celeste had not carried such a shadowed past, would he have lost control so quickly? Callen clenched his fists, the echo

Third Person's POVElias bristled, his voice carrying a note of indignation. "I don't understand, Liam. Why would you cast suspicion on Serena without a shred of evidence? Why can't you trust her?"The old wolf did not raise his voice. His reply came soft, yet every word was sharp as steel. "And why, then, did you and your family cast suspicion on Celeste without evidence? Why was she unworthy of your trust?"The weight of Liam's gaze struck Elias like a hammer blow to the chest. The old steward's disappointment cut deeper than scorn. For a moment, Elias felt stripped bare, memories clawing to the surface-memories of when he had trusted Celeste more than anyone, even more than Luna Eveline herself. She had once been the one he looked to with loyalty, with reliance.When had that changed? When had he allowed his heart to doubt her without reason?Liam's sigh rumbled with both weariness and reprimand. "Young master, when Serena was taken, your family scrambled to silence the rumors. You