Novel & Cerita The Abandoned Heiress, Alpha's Beloved

It was clear that he saw me as a mere tool, a necessary sacrifice in his quest to break free from the curse's grip. As the taxi sped down the road, my thoughts drifted to Vanessa, the kind maid who had become my only friend within the mansion's walls. She had been the one who had revealed the alpha king's true intentions to me, who had plotted our escape. Her unwavering support and guidance had given me the strength to defy the alpha king and flee for my life.

"You’re still here." With a faint smile on his lips, he opened his eyes. "I'm not an Alpha anymore." His voice was scratchy as he replied, "but I’m still me." With her heart bursting with gratitude and love, Lena planted a kiss on his forehead. "That’s all that matters." Alric watched the scene silently, his expression unreadable. Finally, he spoke. "It’s done. The shadows are gone, and the curse is broken." ---

He pauses. Then finishes the sentence slowly. “She’s hiding a crown.” My heartbeat stops. Because in that moment Hayley finally lifts her head. And the quiet servant disappears. For a brief second… An Alpha queen looks back at me.

“I wanted to know who you really were.” She hesitated. “…Does that mean you’ll keep my secret?” A familiar spark returned to his eyes. “Maybe.” She stared. “Maybe not.” She groaned loudly. “You’re unbelievable.” “Maybe.” He smiled. “Maybe not.” She folded her arms. “Do you always enjoy being this infuriating?” He shrugged. “I’m an Alpha.” “Were you expecting poetry?” She snorted. “I was expecting basic decency.” “That was your first mistake.” She threw both hands into the air.

No pain. I wasn’t Emily anymore. A mirror reflected a stranger’s face. Sharp cheekbones. Amber eyes. Alpha aura. “You said I’m… who?” “You are Alpha Stephen Redcliff,” the elderly butler said, bowing deeply. “The longlost Alpha heiress of the Redcliff Pack. Missing for sixteen years, now finally returned.” An Alpha. I had been reborn. No longer the poor Omega girl they used and discarded. No longer the weak one begging for affection.

“What’s this then?” She laughed. “Now, you see why you’re just a stint, bitch? You don’t even know that the Alpha is looking to expand the estate.” She gave a sweet tilt of her small head and explained in her sugary voice, “that is the plot of land he wishes to claim.” Still, I refuse to pick the file up. I even shot a glance at Betty who was about to reach for the file. Thankfully, she caught the hint and stayed put at my side.

Elara smiled, “I had already counted to one.” “You have no right!” Viktor screamed, “this barren woman has no right to stomp into our meeting. I am the second in command, I give orders in the disappearance of the Alpha.” “Barren,” the words didn't sting Isabella but hours ago, she knew how much it would have hurt. Because it was different now. She forced a smile and turned to the elders, “Disappearance. The Alpha has been on a mission for months and we've been in contact. 2 days without contact from him and suddenly it is disappearance,” she clicked her tongue as she walked the aisle of the chambers, “is that how it is? Did you all gather here to sideline this family?”

Instead, she smirked. “When the Alpha spoke to me, he gave me a hidden message. It was like a coded one. You know what he meant?” She asked as she looked at me with a smirk on her face. I shook my head in refusal and she brought her lips close to my face. “He meant that you should make the entire mansion spotless. Which means cleaning the already cleaned placed in the mansion.” She enumerated before tapping on my shoulders and walking away. “Do a good job Kristen. The Alpha might just reward you if you do it.” She added as her voice could barely be heard the farther she moved from me. I looked at the mansion and my eyes twitched as I begin to picture myself cleaning the place.

Letting out a cough, I pointed at one of the two chairs in front of my desk. “Have a seat and continue.” “No, it’s fine. I…” Giving him a menacing glare, shut him up in an instant. Sailing the knot in his throat, he said, “Thank you, Alpha.” “Continue.” “Right, so I heard the news that Albert is apparently the right hand of the Lycan King’s Heiress. To help the princess, he went to the Wakeland and led warriors and other members to deal with the rogue issues that were happening there.”

His eyes, cold and calculating, locked onto hers, and she knew without a doubt that he saw her as a threat. Roderick’s reputation preceded him. He was known for his cunning, his ability to manipulate the minds of those around him, and his ruthless ambition. He had been watching from the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike, and now, it seemed that moment had come. His challenge was not just about physical strength; it was about questioning her legitimacy as the Alpha. His words were sharp, laced with disdain as he mocked her victory over Kael, downplaying her strength and undermining everything she had worked for. He called her unfit to lead, suggesting that her victory had been n