All Chapters of My Alpha Rejected Me Then Discovered I was Billionaire Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Nora's POV*Helena Voss.*I read it four times, waiting for the letters to rearrange into something harmless. They never did.My mother's maiden name sat at the top of the second page, followed by a column of dates stretching back thirty-one years, and beside each date a sum of money. Not payments made to her. Payments made *by* her."That can't be right," I whispered. "She was a bookkeeper. She kept accounts for a shipping firm.""Nora." Kade's hand found my elbow. "Not here."He was right. The four elders still lingered near the dais, whispering among themselves, and Torres's disarmed warriors were fanning out to search every corner for whatever Ashworth's people had left behind. We needed walls and a locked door.We found both in an anteroom behind the chamber, a cramped pantry lined with dusty ledgers from decades of council business. Kade barred the door with a chair. Damien leaned against the wall, arms crossed, jaw tight. Eleanor lowered herself onto an overturned crate, and Ra

Nora's POVKade had his phone against his ear before I'd finished reading the entry aloud, his knuckles white around the casing."Sarah, listen to me carefully," he said, voice clipped and fast. "Lock down the medical wing. Full quarantine protocol, nobody in or out without your direct authorization, including staff. Daniel's daughter specifically. Move her if you have to, but don't tell anyone the new location, not even Daniel."A pause while Sarah's voice crackled back something I couldn't quite hear."I don't care how it looks," Kade snapped. "Do it now."He hung up and turned to the rest of us, jaw tight, eyes hard in a way I'd only seen once before, on the burning bridge weeks earlier."Two hours to Blackridge if we drive like we stole something," Torres said, already jogging toward the vehicles hidden in the brush a hundred yards off. "Less if we cut through the old logging road.""Then we cut through the logging road," Kade said.We ran the rest of the way, adrenaline burning o

Nora's POVThe name hit me like a slap."Abernathy," I said slowly, memory dragging up a small, unremarkable man in a gray suit who'd notarized my signature the day I ended my marriage. "He barely said ten words to me the whole meeting. Reviewed the paperwork, had me sign, wished me well.""That's usually how the effective ones operate," my father said grimly. "Quiet, forgettable, entirely beneath suspicion.""Where's his office," Kade asked Elias."Small practice, three towns from Silvercrest. He handles routine pack filings, custody arrangements, the occasional property dispute." Elias's voice had gone hollow, resigned now that his own fate seemed settled. "I only know because Ashworth mentioned using him as a courier once, years ago. Whatever she stores with him, she trusts him completely."Torres arrived at the mouth of the tunnel then, out of breath, having tracked our route once the main gate proved a false lead. He took one look at Elias, bound now with Damien's belt, and exhal

Nora's POVTorres had the briefing room ready by the time we reached it, a map of the eastern territory spread across the table, red markers clustered around a compound I didn't recognize."Ashfield Pack," he said without preamble. "Mid-sized territory, decent reputation, nothing that ever drew attention before last night. Alpha's name is Weston Hale. Young, took over four years ago after his father stepped down early, citing health reasons nobody ever fully explained.""Early retirement," my father said grimly, catching the same pattern I had. "Same as Agatha's cover story. Same as half the transitions we've already uncovered.""We don't know that yet," Kade said, though his voice carried little real conviction. "What triggered the activation markers specifically?""Financial movement," Torres said, pulling up a secondary screen. "Large transfer, routed through three accounts before landing somewhere we can't yet trace. Pattern matches the founding contributor structure almost exactl

Nora's POVI pulled Kade further from the crowd, toward a quiet alcove near the hall's emergency exit, needing privacy before either of us said another word."Did she give you a name," I asked. "For whoever removed Ashworth?""No. She said she didn't know it herself, only that Ashworth's departure wasn't voluntary. She said the signs were subtle, the kind only someone who'd spent eleven years reading this organization's patterns would catch at all. A sudden silence on certain channels. A change in who actually signed off on fund releases." I rubbed my temples, trying to think past the exhaustion. "She said there's one way to find out for certain. A ledger, kept separately from everything we've already recovered, that tracks authority itself rather than money. Who answers to whom, updated whenever the structure shifts.""Where is it?""She doesn't know. But she said Morrison would. Not because he was ever shown it directly, but because a man who spent forty years building half of this