All Chapters of Alpha Conrad: Claiming The Wrong Bride: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Guests rushed toward the shattered opening screaming in panic. Women clutched each other while council elders stumbled from their seats in shock. The orchestra instruments crashed noisily onto the floor as terrified musicians fled backward.“Danielle!”Katerina’s shriek ripped violently through the hall.She collapsed near the entrance, clawing desperately against the marble as she tried crawling toward the shattered window.“My daughter! MY DAUGHTER!”Outside, the storm roared violently across Irongard.Conrad reacted instantly.One arm wrapped protectively around Nadia while the other held Conrad Junior tightly against his chest. His entire body shielded both mother and child instinctively.“Nadia.”His voice shook slightly.“You’re bleeding.”Only then did Nadia realize tiny cuts from the shattered glass covered her hands and arms. Her breathing remained uneven from the brutal fight while rain blew violently through the broken cathedral opening.But her eyes never left the street b

Most of the guests had already been escorted out while security forces secured the grounds outside. The storm still raged heavily across Irongard, but inside the private chambers behind the wedding hall, everything suddenly felt strangely calm after the chaos. No reporters. No council elders. No screaming. Just solemn silence. Soft golden lights illuminated the private room while fire crackled quietly inside the fireplace. Nadia sat carefully on one of the couches holding Conrad Junior against her chest while Scarlet slowly rested peacefully inside her mind for the first time in months. Across from her, Conrad stood completely still. Watching them. He tried not to blink in case the moment disappeared. Raven remained unusually quiet too. The atmosphere was emotional. Conrad swallowed hard before finally speaking. “He really is mine.” His voice sounded rough. Almost disbelieving. Nadia’s eyes softened slightly. “Yes.” Silence settled again. Conrad slowly stepped closer

Bradley Headquarters had never seen a crowd this large before.Thousands gathered outside the massive building despite the heavy morning downpour. News drones hovered across the sky while giant screens broadcast the emergency press conference live.The entire kingdom stood still waiting for answers.Inside the conference hall, tension filled the air.Council elders sat in the front rows dressed in ceremonial black robes while executives, reporters, and neighboring pack representatives whispered nervously among themselves.At exactly noon, the massive doors opened.Silence fell instantly.Conrad walked in first.But this time something about him looked different.Beside him walked Nadia.Dressed in simple elegant gold silk that shimmered beneath the lights while Conrad Junior rested peacefully in her arms.Gasps echoed softly through the hall.Some people looked emotional seeing her alive.Others looked guilty.Ashamed.Because months ago this same kingdom mourned her while secretly be

Late at night, the soft glow of the bathroom light spilled across the bedroom floor as Nadia stood before the mirror, her damp hair cascading down her shoulders. She ran the comb through the long strands slowly. The door creaked open and she saw Conrad's reflection before she heard his voice."Nadia," he whispered, his voice cracking. "Please. I cannot hold it in any longer. Let me make love to you. I beg you."She turned slowly, the comb still in her hand, and her heart ached at the sight of him so undone. She put a finger to her lips. "Shhh," she said softly. "I was going to come to you tonight."He stepped closer, his hands trembling as he reached for her but stopped short. "Every second of every day, my desire for you goes wild. I cannot think, I cannot breathe, I cannot focus on anything except the memory of your body against mine."Nadia set the comb down on the vanity and faced him fully, her nightie clinging to her curves. "Conrad...""I have loved you far longer than you real

Months later…Silvercrest had been rebuilt.The massive estate stood proudly beneath the evening sky, fully rebuilt in white stone and silver. Fountains flowed peacefully through the courtyard while rows of silver roses lined the restored pathways leading toward the palace entrance.The Silvercrest crest flew high above the estate towers once more.George Williams’ statue stood proudly at the center of the estate gardens, carved in silver marble with one hand resting over his heart as though still watching over his kingdom.Inside the grand entrance hall, his portrait hung once again above the royal staircase.Thousands of citizens filled the estate grounds beneath massive ceremonial banners representing the Bradley Pack, Silvercrest Pack, and Northsmith Kingdom.Music echoed beautifully across the territory while council elders, Alphas, executives, warriors, and citizens gathered for the coronation ceremony.Inside the royal chambers, Nadia stood silently before the massive mirror wh