Lahat ng Kabanata ng A Wrong Alpha Heiress's Return: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

Celeste's POV"Thank you…" The words slipped out softly, almost a whisper, but they carried everything I felt in that moment-gratitude for his kindness, for the rare, unforced reassurance that I didn't need to apologize. In a world that had demanded endless contrition, this simple acknowledgment felt like a small reclamation of my own dignity.I didn't linger. To avoid bringing any more trouble to the shop, I left as soon as I could, slipping into the shadows of Moonviel City. I didn't know who was orchestrating these attacks against me, though I knew they would not stop; there would be more moves, more pressure, and I had to survive. Life didn't wait for me to feel safe, and survival meant I had to find work.But work was a minefield. With only a high school diploma and two years completely detached from the rhythm of society, I was limited. Still, I refused to be picky. Waitressing, sales, customer service-I would take anything, anything that would keep me moving forward, even if ju

Celeste's POVI didn't want to waste words with Serena. Her words, her fragile little protests-none of it mattered to me anymore. The Frost Family, with all its illusions of grace and authority, had long since lost its hold on me. "Whether you call it a warning or a reminder, that's for you to decide," I said, cutting her off before she could preen her way into any justification.I fixed her with a gaze sharp as a wolf's teeth, the cold fire in my eyes warning her without words. "I've returned your Frost Family title, Serena. The debt I owed the family for their upbringing? I've paid it in full over the past two years. From now on, there's no connection between us-you don't need to fear I'll come after anything of yours."She blinked at me, frozen, but I didn't let up. "I have no family, no friends, no tether to anything but a single, miserable life. Unlike you, Serena, who has endless wealth, unmatched influence in Moonviel City, and the luxury of a lover and family who will protect

Celeste's POVNo one could have expected it-Elijah standing there on the street, so bold, so unapologetically proud, admitting in front of everyone that he was being "taken care of" by me. The words struck through the bustling noises of Moonviel City like the howl of a lone wolf piercing the night.Elias Frost's crimson eyes widened, disbelief etching deep lines into his otherwise sharp, alpha face. "You… you…" he stammered, struggling for words. The shock in his tone wasn't just surprise-it was personal. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he found his voice, trembling and furious. "What did you just call her?"The word… the title… it should have been his. Only belongs to him. His entire upbringing in the Frost Family revolved around control, appearances, and the carefully constructed hierarchy where even names were weapons. And now, a man, a stranger, had dared to breach it all.Elijah, ever casual, smirked as if the world had granted him every right. "Of course I called her

Third Person's POVThe knock at the door shattered the brief calm in Celeste's Moonviel City apartment. Elijah was still in the kitchen, humming softly as he prepared a meal, completely oblivious to the sound. Celeste's ears twitched, her wolf senses alerting her long before she registered the human implications of a visitor. With a silent exhale, she rose, each step purposeful as she approached the door, tail of unease flickering at the edges of her consciousness.When she opened it, she froze. Standing there, smug and radiant in her Frost Family polish, was Serena. Her nose crinkled theatrically, and she leaned back slightly, as though the faintest hint of unwashed floors or lingering city grime offended her royal sensibilities. "Sister," she said, voice laced with disdain and amusement, "how can you live in a place like this?"Celeste's expression hardened, eyes narrowing, tail tightening in the small confined space. Her claws itched-not for violence, but for the satisfaction of sh

Third Person's POVSerena hesitated, her expression caught between guilt and reluctance, as though revealing some painful truth. Finally, she whispered, voice trembling just enough to sound convincing, "Actually… Celeste used to be in a relationship with my friend."Her lashes lowered demurely, and she continued with false sincerity, "He drove her in his luxury car every day, showered her with ninety-nine roses, even introduced her to his parents. But then… Celeste staged a kidnapping to test him. She terrified him. When he discovered it was all a lie, he broke things off immediately. She even went looking for him afterward."Serena's gaze lifted timidly to Elijah Davis, her expression painted with worry. "I don't know if they're still in contact. But now that she's living with you… surely she wouldn't."The smile at Elijah's lips, soft and edged with a dimple, slowly began to fade as her words unfolded. His jaw tightened.He knew of the kidnapping-he had been there. He knew the truth