Semua Bab A Wrong Alpha Heiress's Return: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Callen's smile faded, replaced by a chill that made my fur crawl even under my human skin."Celeste," he said, voice low, cold, sharp as claws, "you're no longer a child. I won't let you manipulate us with refusals to get more than what you deserve."I had to stifle a bitter laugh.Manipulate them? With refusals?Before Serena returned, anything remotely desirable was always pushed in my direction. And when I received anything, I cherished it-kept even the boxes, the wrapping, as if they were talismans protecting me.After Serena came back, suddenly my receiving gifts was "greedy," "disgusting," a ploy for more. So I adapted. I learned the art of refusal.And yet… they saw that too as a trick, a calculated move to extract more, scolding me for greed, disgust curled on their tongues.When I even tried to buy materials for university, I was accused of vanity."The Frost Family's wealth isn't a windfall. We've raised you for eighteen years, Celeste. You're not owed endless indulgence. Bu

Celeste's POVWhen I was first dragged to Angel Reform Academy, the face that haunted me most was Dorian Blackfang's.The boy who grew up beside me.The mate promised since childhood.The wolf who swore he would always protect me. Always love me.If not for him, I would never have left the safety of Grandfather Carden's guards that night. I would never have walked, naïve and hopeful, into that surveillance blind spot… where the Frosts bound me in chains and hurled me into hell.All because they claimed I had tried to lace wolfbane into Serena's drink.Now, two years later, I stood in Moonviel City's most luxurious mall, surrounded by wolves who pretended not to notice how pale I'd gone. Their smiles and congratulatory chatter wrapped around Serena like silk ribbons."Alpha Dorian treats Miss Serena so well-how enviable!""They're perfect together. Moon Goddess herself must have paired them.""Serena will graduate soon… no doubt her mating ceremony with Dorian is close. Congratulations

Celeste's POVTwo years ago, I was the daughter no one wanted.My parents despised me.My elder brother Elias sneered at me.My younger brother Callen avoided me like a curse.And my childhood fiancé-Dorian Blackfang of the Silverfang Pack-looked at me with nothing but irritation.I was like a stray mutt in Moonviel City, beaten at every corner, spat on by those who should have been my kin.So I clung desperately to anything that proved I hadn't been abandoned.That was when Dorian called. His voice, low and gentle through the bondline, told me he had something important to say to me alone. For one fragile moment, I thought the Moon had taken pity on me. His words carried the warmth of the days before Serena Frost returned to the Frost Family-before everything turned to ash.I left the guards Grandfather Carden had placed by my side, and I ran to the abandoned building he named. There were no pack sentries, no cameras, no eyes. I thought I was running into my mate's arms.But when I a

Third Person's POVCeleste had not shed a single tear when the Angel Reform Academy broke her down again and again, when her body was bruised and her wolf nearly silenced. She knew that tears only encouraged cruelty there.She hadn't cried when the Frost Family humiliated her, shamed her, and branded her as the false heir. She knew no one in that house would pity her.But standing now before a cluster of strangers-street vendors and elders with kind, weathered faces-hearing genuine concern in their voices, Celeste's chest ached with a grief she couldn't swallow down. Her eyes reddened, her voice catching."Thank you," she whispered hoarsely, forcing a faint smile. "I'm fine. I'll be fine…"She was not fine, and she knew it. But she told herself she would survive. She would grow stronger.Celeste politely refused the elders' offers of help, then, when no one was looking, slipped her last crumpled bills into the cloth pouch behind the vendor's stall. Only then did she take the two piece

Celeste's POVI lowered my gaze, keeping my voice quiet."I'll return to my room. I won't disturb you further.""Stand. Still!"Elias lunged forward and clamped down on my arm. His grip was like iron, his wolf's fury bleeding through his skin."Who told you you could walk away? You think you can shove Serena, spit out an apology, and call it even?"Behind him, Serena's delicate voice trembled, all softness and restraint."Elias, please… it's fine. I'm not hurt."The more she tried to soothe him, the more his rage burned. His wolf practically snarled through his words."Don't be afraid, Serena. I'll make sure you're avenged tonight."The pressure of his fingers bit into my arm, sharp and merciless, like he meant to crush bone. I tried to pull free, but his hold tightened until my skin throbbed. My brows pinched as I hissed through my teeth."I've already admitted what you wanted, Frost heir. I confessed I shoved Miss Frost. I apologized. What more do you want?"Wasn't this always the g