All Chapters of The Little Canary of the Alpha: Chapter 91 - Chapter 98

Brielle POV.The meal finally came to an end, though it felt like hours had dragged by instead of minutes. I pushed my plate away, barely having touched anything, my stomach twisted into tight knots from everything that had been said. Heza stood up first, pulling her chair back, her expression still tight with suppressed anger, though she kept her composure.I stood up slowly, my legs feeling weak beneath me. I smoothed down the fabric of my dress, keeping my gaze lowered, too afraid to meet either Elvie’s knowing eyes or Renee’s burning, hateful stare. I forced my lips into a small, polite smile, though it felt more like a grimace."Thank you for the meal, Elvie," I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "It was… very kind of you to invite us. Thank you for your hospitality."

Brielle POVKael nodded slowly, his smile fading into a look of quiet regret."I just got here a moment ago," he said softly, his gaze steady on mine. Then his voice dropped, heavy with guilt. "And… I am sorry, Brielle. For what happened the last time we went out. I failed to keep you safe, and I’ve carried that regret ever since."Heza’s hand instantly tightened around mine, her grip firm and questioning. She glanced quickly at me, her eyes wide and speaking clearly: Who is this? What happened between you two?I gave her a small, quick shake of my head — I’ll explain later, don’t ask now — then turned back to Kael, my voice gentle but firm."It is not your fault, Kael. You tried your best. But everyone knows… there is only so much you can do. You were standing against an Alpha. No one could win that fight."I stepped slightly between them, breaking the tension. "Kael, this is Heza — my best friend. Heza, this is Beta Kael."Heza reached out and shook his hand, her expression shifting

Brielle POV.I pushed the heavy wooden door open, my heart already lifting in expectation. I was ready to see Alaric’s familiar face—those intense eyes that always softened when they landed on me, the faint, warm smile reserved only for me. But the person standing in the entryway was not him.My smile faded instantly, replaced by confusion. It wasn’t Alaric who greeted me, but a stranger—someone I didn’t recognize at all. My steps slowed, and I hesitated in the doorway, glancing past the unfamiliar figure into the house. Then, my gaze drifted toward the open archway leading to the kitchen and dining area.And there, standing near the counter, elegant, poised, and undeniably regal, was Luna Celestia Zaphiel.My breath caught sharply in my throat.Instantly, a cold knot of worry tightened deep in my stomach. I stood frozen where I was, my mind racing as the reality settled in. This was only the third time I was meeting her.The first time was years ago, the day Alaric brought me here—sc

Brielle POV.Zen moved around me slowly, his measuring tape flicking softly against my skin as he noted down every number. He was graceful and lively, with bright eyes and warm hands—everything felt lighter when he was near. He had told me earlier that his name was Zen, and I could tell right away that he was different from the serious, formal people I usually met. He hummed a little tune while he worked, but I stayed completely quiet, my mind still stuck on the sharp words Luna Celestia had thrown at me just minutes ago. I felt empty and cold inside, and I couldn’t bring myself to say a single word.After a while, he couldn't stand the silence anymore. He stopped what he was doing, looked straight at me, and frowned gently."Miss Brielle, are you okay?" he asked softly, his voice kind and worried. He put the tape down and stepped closer. "I am so sorry, you know. Truly. It is all my fault. I spoke too freely, I said things without thinking… and I made Luna Celestia misunderstand ever