All Chapters of A Wrong Alpha Heiress's Return: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Celeste's POVThe apartment was small, but the moment I stepped inside, a subtle warmth hit me-something I hadn't felt in a long time. On the old wooden table lay a pale green cloth, and on top of it, several steaming dishes. The aroma was simple but comforting, carrying with it a strange sense of home, something I had been denied for too long in the Frost Family halls.I froze, my senses sharpening. There was a wolfish instinct in me, honed from years of surviving among predators-both human and lupine-that made me pause before fully trusting the scene. And then Elijah, wearing a gray-blue apron that looked far too neat for someone like him, stepped out from the kitchen carrying two bowls of rice."Celeste," he said, his smile brightening the room as though the shadows themselves receded, "you're back! Wash your hands and get ready to eat. You have to try my cooking." His words came with those dimples and that mischievous glint in his amber eyes that had always disarmed me, though my

Third Person's POVLiam might have moved back to the Frost Family estate, but his duties as caretaker of Grandfather Carden kept him at the hospital most days. Celeste, on the other hand, was still forced to leave early and return late due to her job. Because of this, their time together was limited.Yet even with Liam's absence, his presence alone served as a silent shield. The Frost Family no longer dared to express their open disdain for Celeste, not when the loyal steward's gaze lingered over their every word and action. Life was far from peaceful, but it was easier than before.And so, time slid by until the day of Michael's father- Alpha Jax's birthday banquet arrived.With Liam's quiet assistance, Celeste dressed herself in a modest, elegant gown that concealed the scars and bruises across her arms and legs. The dress was not ostentatious, but it carried a kind of understated nobility, like frost hidden beneath moonlight. With Michael's invitation in hand, she made her way to t

Celeste's POVMichael's chest heaved as he stepped back, eyes blazing with a mixture of triumph and rage that sent shivers through the room. He made no effort to hide his pride, the predatory edge in his stance sharp as a wolf scenting weakness. "Even the car that took him to Angel Reform Academy… it was arranged by my mother herself!" His voice was jagged, hysterical, as if confessing this were the only way to make his conscience rest."When he drank that poisoned water, there was only one heir to the Emberwood Pack-me!"I let him vent, my gaze unflinching, cutting through the frenzy like silver claws. I could smell the raw wolf-anger radiating from him, a mix of fear, guilt, and arrogance, all tangled together into a pulse of desperation. And yet, despite it all, I remained calm. I let his words hang in the air, letting the tension thrum like a wolf-pack heartbeat.When he finally paused, chest heaving, I spoke, deliberate, slow, deliberate as a predator circling prey. "Do you reall

Third Person's POVMichael Jones had never once wished harm upon his own brother, Kane. He could not fathom that the very sibling he had grown up idolizing-or perhaps resenting in equal measure-was now gone, dead, and that the cruel irony of fate placed the responsibility squarely in his own hands. He could not accept it. Not fully. The thought gnawed at him like a wolf trapped in a snare: his own actions had sent Kane to the depths of the Angel Reform Academy, a place as merciless as any Emberwood Pack prison, and now his brother was dead.During his convalescence in the hospital, Michael's mind spun in endless loops of denial and confusion. Visitors' words blurred past him; he heard none of it clearly. Katy, his cousin, noticed immediately."Hey, I'm talking to you-why are you zoning out?" she snapped, her silver eyes sharp, reflecting the impatience of a wolf used to commanding attention.Michael's gaze shifted, dull and cold, as if waking from a haze. "If you want to deal with Cel

Third Person's POVMichael Jones had not come to find Celeste again. But the first to notice something amiss was Elias.Elias had always kept a vigilant eye on Celeste. He knew the intentions Michael had harbored, though Michael himself claimed to have abandoned them, and he had silently permitted a level of interference in her life. Celeste, being a Frost-even if unofficially, in his mind-deserved protection, even from her supposed ally in Emberwood Pack. Elias had monitored the situation not to intervene overtly, but to ensure that no one-least of all Michael-crossed a line that could harm her beyond repair.It was only later, when he pieced together fragments of Moonviel City gossip, that Elias realized the full scope of events. On the day of Alpha Jax's birthday, Michael had suffered a heart attack, ending up in the hospital. Serena had mentioned that Celeste had been dressed in formal attire, leaving the Frost estate that very evening. Alarm bells rang in Elias's mind. Something