All Chapters of The Alpha’s Genius Dud: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The message on the phone felt like a drop of ice water down Faith’s spine. She scanned the crowd of students, but everyone looked the same, fearful, confused, or curious. The girl with her face was a shadow, blending into the very light Faith had created.“Faith? You're shaking,” Killian said. He took her phone, his eyes narrowing as he read the text. His hand crumpled the device slightly, the screen spider-webbing under his grip. That’s it. We’re leaving.“No,” Faith said, her voice sharp. If we run, he wins the narrative. He just apologized to the whole world on TV. If we hide now, we look like the villains.Killian looked like he wanted to punch a hole through the wall, but he knew she was right. He turned to Leo. “Take Sarah back to the estate. Triple the guards. If anyone so much as breathes near her without my clearance, kill them.”“On it,” Leo said. He gave Faith’s shoulder a quick, supportive squeeze. “Stay sharp, bestie. I’m going to start digging. If there’s a secret lab in

The silence in the palace was heavier than the noise of the battle. The noble Alphas stood frozen, their eyes darting between the screens showing the King’s crimes and the girl standing in the center of the wreckage. Faith looked pale and fragile, her breathing shallow. The radiant silver glow was gone.Killian held her tight, his golden eyes scanning the room like a cornered wolf. He could feel the change in her. The bond was still there, deep, ancient, and unbreakable. But the buzz of power that usually vibrated between them had gone silent.“He’s done,” Leo said, his voice echoing as he walked toward them. He kicked a piece of broken glass out of his way. “The files are on every public server in the country. There’s no hiding this.”King Valerius sat on the floor, staring at the floorboards. He didn’t look like a villain anymore: he looked like a pathetic old man who had gambled everything and lost.“You've destroyed us,” the King whispered, his voice cracking. “W

The drive back to the Nightshade estate was different from any other. The city was quiet, but it wasn’t the silence of fear. It was the silence of exhaustion. Shifters leaned against walls, slowly recovering from the forced change, while newly awakened humans helped them. The divide was still there, but the hatred had been replaced by a shared trauma.Killian didn't let go of Faith’s hand once. Even as he drove, his grip was firm, as if he feared she might vanish if he let go. His wolf was quiet now, but Faith could feel the change in him. The beast inside Killian no longer saw her as a mate to be protected; it saw her as an Alpha to be honored.When they pulled into the estate, the entire Nightshade pack was standing on the lawn.Faith stepped out of the car, feeling small and very human. She expected them to look at her with pity because her silver glow was gone. Instead, as one, the hundred soldiers and servants bowed their heads. There was no command. There was no gr

Faith woke up the next morning with a smile. The sunlight felt warmer. She didn’t reach for a weapon or check the news first thing. Instead, she looked at the white rose on her nightstand and the silver dress hanging in her wardrobe.She headed downstairs to the kitchen. Sarah was already there, humming a song while she flipped pancakes. Leo was at the table, buried in his tablet as usual.“Look who finally decided to join the living,” Leo teased. “I hear the Alpha is planning a round two tonight. You’re becoming quite the socialite, Faith.”“I'm just enjoying the peace, Leo,” Faith said, taking a seat.Sarah placed a plate in front of her. “You deserve it. You’ve spent so much time taking care of everyone else. It’s time someone took care of you.”“Speaking of taking care of things,” Leo said, turning his tablet around. “I moved the funds into a new trust for you. You don't have to worry about the King’s accountants anymore. You’re officially the wealthiest woman in the North. What a

Faith didn't step fully into the room. She kept her hand on the door handle. The man looked peaceful, but after everything she had been through, a kind smile felt like a trap.“My father didn't mention a priest in his journals,” Faith said. Her voice was flat and direct.Father Thomas didn't move from the window. That’s because he didn't want the King to look for one. Your father knew the palace was full of spies. He needed someone outside the pack to hold the truth.He reached into his robe and pulled out a small, weathered envelope. It wasn't sealed with a crescent. It was sealed with a simple thumbprint in red wax.“This is for you. Only you,” he said.Faith took the envelope. As her fingers touched the paper, she felt a faint, warm hum. It wasn't the aggressive power of the Goddess. It was familiar. It felt like her father’s workshop.“What is in here?” she asked.The location of the ‘Origin Vault’ Thomas replied. “The King stole your father’s money and his patents. But he never f