Lahat ng Kabanata ng Alpha’s Regret After He Proposed to a Fake Heiress: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 19

The silence was so complete you could hear people breathing. Vivian felt the blood freeze in her veins. Her worst nightmare had come true.My mother took my arm. "As you can all see, Serena is my biological daughter. She is the one with true Alpha blood.""Vivian is an orphan we rescued from the slums. She has always been nothing more than Serena's stand-in."The secret Vivian had fought so desperately to hide was laid bare before the world. Under the weight of every stare, her face went ghostly pale."No... Mother, that's not—"She tried to speak, but her voice died in her throat.My mother looked at her with quiet disappointment. "I had planned to keep treating you like a daughter, even after Serena came home. We'd raised you for years—of course we had feelings for you."She paused. Behind her, the massive screen flickered to life, playing security footage: Vivian's friend slipping wolfsbane into my bag. And the wine Vivian had drunk? Perfectly clean. The whole thing had been staged.

The ones who'd been calling me a murderer were suddenly all smiles."I had no idea you were the Alpha's real daughter! I could tell you were special the moment you walked in—I kept wondering, which family's heiress is this?""Exactly! True Alpha blood. You can just see it in the way she carries herself."I'd seen enough fake faces to last a lifetime. But there was no point in making enemies over small fry. Besides, as the future Alpha, I'd be attending plenty of these events. The thought alone was exhausting.I circulated among the Alphas and nobility. Adrian couldn't get within ten feet of me. He was still dreaming of empire—and of how to sweet-talk me into forgiving him.When I finally slipped away to the restroom, he saw his chance. He appeared with a glass of wine and that old gentle smile."Congratulations on becoming the Alpha's heir.""Are you free tonight? We haven't had dinner together in ages. I booked a place at the Moonlight Forest hotel—we could talk."I stared at him. Had

Adrian was the old Alpha's illegitimate son—unwanted, bullied by his half-brother, and passed over for succession. Back then, Vivian had looked down on him for having nothing and left without a backward glance.With nothing left, Adrian had stood on a bridge, ready to end it. That was when I found him on my way home from work."Whatever happened, you can talk to me about it. Please don't do this. Let me buy you dinner. It'll be okay."In that moment, I was a beam of light cutting through his darkness.From that day on, he threw himself into proving his worth. When his brother was killed by rogues a year before inheriting, Adrian took over as Alpha. He'd picked me up and spun me around, swearing to give me the future I deserved.There was a time he meant it. But the more power he gained, the more ambition clouded his vision. He wanted to prove he was the greatest Alpha in the wolf world, and somewhere along the way, he forgot why he'd started.He assumed my love was inexhaustible. That

Our feelings grew day by day. But amid falling in love, I didn't forget what needed to be done. My father was retiring soon, and as his sole heir, I had to learn how to lead—how to be the Alpha the pack needed.He told me the first rule of survival among wolves: be ruthless. An Alpha has to be willing to do whatever it takes.My first target was Adrian.The cheating scandal from the celebration had already gone viral across the wolf world. Adrian had managed to suppress it temporarily, but all I needed was a spark to reignite the firestorm. While he scrambled to do damage control, I'd quietly pull every cent my family had invested in his pack.But that wasn't enough. I wanted him to lose everything, piece by piece.I approached Adrian's rival and offered to fund an offensive against his pack, splitting the pack after the conquest. He'd been eyeing Adrian's pack for years and jumped at the deal.The headlines were relentless: "cheating," "scandal," "scumbag." Adrian's phone rang nonstop

I don't know how long I was out. When I forced my eyes open, I was in an abandoned factory—windows and doors boarded shut, no way to tell if it was day or night. Whatever drug they'd given me had stripped the strength from every limb.The air reeked of mold. And beneath it, a faint scraping sound.I followed the noise and saw a woman kneeling on the floor, sharpening a knife. She was gaunt, filthy, clearly unhinged. I stared at her back for a long moment before recognition hit—this was Vivian, exiled years ago.How had she gotten here? Judging by her condition, the years in the Wastes had been merciless.A cornered animal was the most dangerous kind. Sweat beaded on my forehead as my mind raced.My foot caught a metal bucket. The clang echoed through the factory.The scraping stopped. She turned slowly. A livid scar cut across her entire face, giving her the look of something that had crawled out of hell.She gripped the rusted silver blade and advanced, step by deliberate step."Seren