All Chapters of BETRAYED, REBORN, RETURNED: THE RISE OF THE FEMALE ALPHA : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The entire room fell silent at the unexpected bid. Aaron stared toward the back row, clearly not expecting anyone to challenge him. His face tightened with anger as he looked through the crowd and spotted Chris calmly holding up the white bidding paddle.“Who is that man?” one of the nobles murmured, glancing toward Chris. “I’ve never seen him before.”“Do you think he’s with Roman?” a merchant woman asked, leaning forward. “They’re sitting together.”“Roman’s family couldn’t come up with three billion, even if they sold everything they owned!” another guest scoffed. “So who is this new backer he found across the border?”Whispers spread through the room as everyone tried to figure out who had dared to challenge Aaron. His expression darkened while the Beta beside him bared his fangs, ready to storm down the aisle and deal with Chris, but Aaron quickly raised a hand to stop him because causing a scene in front of everyone wasn't worth the trouble. He kept his eyes on Chris for a mom

Little Yana panicked as Alpha Aaron swung his heavy boot straight toward her small chest. The little girl had no time to dodge, and the force behind his kick could have easily broken her bones. She could only stare in fear as his foot came closer.A heavy thud sounded in the narrow aisle as a slender but surprisingly strong hand grabbed Aaron’s broad shoulder and stopped him in his tracks. His raised foot froze just inches from Yana’s chest, close enough for the little girl to feel the air move.Valkira glared at Aaron, her body going rigid as her silver eyes fixed on him. Her voice was low and dangerous, making the guests around them instinctively step back.“How dare you raise your foot against my daughter?” Valkira demanded, her voice trembling with fury.Aaron met her gaze and felt a chill run down his spine, but he quickly brushed it off. He assumed she was nothing more than a penniless woman from a fallen bloodline and saw no reason to fear her.Valkira tightened her grip on his

The room was packed with members of both the Bloodmoon and Silvermoon Packs. They stood along the marble walls, their angry voices filling the luxury bedroom and mixing with the strong smell of medicine.In the middle of the room, Lucien lay motionless on a hospital bed. His face was pale, and he showed no sign of movement beneath the sheets. The steady beep of the heart monitor was the only indication that he was still alive.Damien stood beside the bed, gripping the crumpled medical report so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His jaw tightened as he stared at Lucien, barely holding back his anger.The pack doctor had just left the room, still shaken by the diagnosis. The results were clear: Lucien’s vital signs were normal, but there was almost no chance he would ever wake up.Damien threw the report onto the floor. “This can’t be happening,” he growled, his fangs showing as he glared at the lords around him. “How did this happen to him?”Dominic stepped through the doorway an

Bruce stared at Valkira, his face hardening as he stepped toward her. “Save my business?” he snapped. “You’ve already brought this mess to my doorstep, and now you have the nerve to tell me you can fix it?”He raised his hand toward the security team. “Get rid of her!”The Gamma bodyguards moved in immediately, pulling out their batons as they surrounded Valkira and Yana. Yana pressed herself against her mother’s leg as the guards moved closer. Valkira rested a hand on her daughter’s head, keeping her close while she watched the guards approach without showing any fear.“Things really didn’t have to come to this, Bruce,” she said calmly.The first Gamma bodyguard charged at her and swung a punch at her face. Valkira caught his wrist before it could connect, twisted his arm behind his back, and sent him stumbling across the floor with a hard shove.He crashed into the second guard who was already rushing toward Valkira, sending them both tumbling to the floor.A third guard swung hi

Steady footsteps came from outside the council chamber, and a middle aged wolf soon appeared at the door. He was dressed casually, but one look at him was enough to tell that he wasn’t an ordinary man.This was Gale, the man Damien had called in. He had once served as commandant of the Werewolf National Military Academy and was a decorated army captain with many victories behind him. Even after retiring, plenty of people had tried to challenge him, but no one had managed to beat him.Gale looked around the room, taking in everyone at the table. The Alphas and Gammas quickly looked away, none of them willing to hold his gaze.Dominic swallowed his pride and stepped forward, giving Gale a respectful bow.“Welcome to our estate, Commandant Gale,” he said, his voice slightly unsteady. “The entire Bloodmoon Pack is honored to—”Gale waved a hand, stopping him before he could finish. “I didn’t come here for a speech, Dominic. Tell me why you called me.”Dominic straightened, his jaw tighten