All Chapters of The Triplets' Regret: Bowing to Their Luna: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The weeks following the tribunal shifted my world entirely. The pack had watched Lady Ashworth publicly dismantle Evelina's forged gown. They had watched Evelina fail miserably to brand me a thief in front of the Alpha. That public failure acted like a signal fire across the territory. People finally realized I was no longer a target they needed to avoid. I was a resource they desperately needed.Martha was the initial spark. She took her newly healed knees straight to the kitchens, to the laundry rooms, and down to the bustling markets. Then Doctor Helena quietly began directing her wealthy, difficult patients my way. These were the wives of minor nobles and the aging merchants who trusted the pack physician but craved faster, more specialized results. One by one, they tried my custom remedies. One by one, they became fierce converts.My greenhouse was suffocating under the weight of incoming orders. Baskets of raw herbs piled against the glass walls, leaving barely enough room to wa

"Miss Cassia?" She nudged the door open, carrying a woven basket covered with a white cloth. "Mrs. Holloway noticed you skipped breakfast and lunch. I brought some fresh bread and roasted chicken."I barely registered the delicious smell of the food. "Mira. Look at this."She walked over, her eyes widening in pure shock as they locked onto the gold. "By the Goddess.""Five patients," I muttered, my voice sounding distant and hollow in my own ears. "All from noble houses. They did not even attempt to negotiate. They just handed the gold over."Mira set the food basket down and pulled up a wooden crate to sit beside me. A massive, genuine grin spread across her tired face. "This is exactly what you wanted. Your business is succeeding!""It is growing far too fast," I confessed, the underlying panic finally bleeding into my voice. "I barely had enough willow bark for today. I do not have a ledger for this volume of coin. I do not have a schedule. I am mixing salves by memory while talkin

The licensing hearing was scheduled for the following week. It was a formal proceeding before the Pack Council where I would present my credentials and defend my right to operate an apothecary business. The triplets had arranged for several prominent witnesses to testify on my behalf. Doctor Helena, Madame Isabelle, Martha, and several satisfied customers from noble families were all on the list.I spent days preparing in the quiet isolation of my greenhouse. I reviewed my knowledge of herbal medicine until my eyes burned and my head throbbed. I organized my documentation, running through my responses to potential challenges while crushing dried leaves into fine powder. I needed the physical work to keep my hands from shaking. I was as ready as I could possibly be, but a cold knot of anxiety remained anchored in my stomach.The morning of the hearing arrived with a heavy, gray overcast. I dressed carefully in a simple but elegant dress in deep forest green. I pinned my hair back tight

"Objection!" Doctor Helena barked, stepping forward with her fists clenched. "Miss Veyn's remedies have been thoroughly tested and proven highly effective in my own clinic.""Tested by whom exactly?" Lady Worthington turned her cold glare on the physician. "By you? A physician who has already shown clear personal bias by endorsing this girl's products from the start? Where is the independent verification? Where is the pack-sanctioned clinical data? Where is any evidence beyond servant gossip and clever advertising?"Doctor Helena opened her mouth to argue, but Lady Worthington pressed her attack relentlessly. Her voice dripped with aristocratic venom."This woman is an arrogant upstart. She should be incredibly grateful for the basic shelter and food this territory has given her. Instead, she schemes to climb above her station by duping desperate families into buying worthless, potentially dangerous mixtures. It is a disgrace to the guild."The silence that followed was suffocating. I

The weeks following my licensing victory brought a relentless surge in business unlike anything I had experienced before. The public declaration of protection from the Alpha heirs had sent a crystal clear message throughout the territory. Cassia Veyn was officially off-limits for petty harassment. Customers who had previously hesitated in the shadows now arrived at my greenhouse in droves. They were eager to sample the custom remedies that had earned such a high profile political endorsement.To handle the sheer volume of orders, I hired a second assistant. Her name was Clara. She was a quiet, nervous young woman who had been unfairly demoted to the lower washrooms simply for expressing sympathy toward me during the tribunal. Together with Mira, Clara managed the growing line of wealthy customers while I retreated to the back tables to focus on what I did best. I created medicine that actually worked.The business was finally thriving. My reputation was solidifying as a true master of