Alphas Redemption Tale Of A Second Chance by MelanieTee

The hospital was silent and curtains blocked out the sun, leaving only a dim glow to light the space. The smell of medicines filled the room, and Aurora's father lay there motionless on the bed.

She couldn't hold back her tears as she watched her robust father lay on the bed, fighting for his life. The heart monitor beeped steadily, each sound reminding everyone that time was running out.

"Aurora," he said, his voice sounding more like a whisper.

Leaning close to catch every word, she leaned forward. "Yes Dad, I'm here.

His eyes, which were once full of life, looked dimly, clouded with pain. "Promise me you'll fight for what's yours, you won't let them rip you off."

Her father, who understood how much hatred his sons had for his little princess, didn't hesitate to give her his final warnings.

"I promise, Dad." She said, nodding with tears, understanding perfectly the instructions her father had given her.

He gave her hand a weak squeeze, and he wore a faint smile. "Good girl.."

And then, he took his final breath, his hands released from hers. The beeping of the monitor turned into a long, flat line.

The following day of her father's death was a blur of legal proceedings and cold formalities.

Aurora's siblings, who never took an interest in the family business, suddenly became involved.

At first, Aurora thought it normal until she began to notice the subtle changes - the closed-door meetings and the hushed conversations whenever she walked into the room.

It wasn't until the will was being read before she began to understand the situation of things.

An elderly man with a thin moustache and tired eyes, seated in their father's study, read the will aloud.

Aurora paid no attention as she was too consumed in grief until the lawyer's voice broke through her reverie. "....and the remaining assets, including the estates and companies will be divided between his three sons, Richard, Thomas and Micheal Wellesley.

Suddenly, the words of her dad on his deathbed flashed through her head. "What about me?" she asked, unsure of what she heard.

"Your father left you something in your trust fund. However, the major assets have been willed to your brothers." The lawyer said with a harsh voice.

"That's not possible. Dad promised..."

"It's all written here in black and white," Richard interrupted, his voice cold. "You should be grateful he even left you with anything at all."

Richard was the eldest child who had always been driven by greed; he had always seen his family connection as a tool for his gain.

The room spun and she felt suffocated, like there was no air left in her lungs. "This isn't right. He wouldn't do this to me.".

The lawyer had already done his part and was ready to leave, her brothers followed suit, their faces hard and unyielding. They had won, and there was nothing she could do in this situation.

Her brothers made it clear she was no longer welcome at home; they treated her badly, moved their things to the master bedroom, and threw lavish parties in the grand ballroom.

Aurora, on the other hand, was confined to a small guest room, far from the luxuries she had grown up to know.

Aurora, who was wandering about the study one evening, found her brothers going through her dad's stuff.

"I can't believe you did this to me", she said with her voice trembling, almost filled with tears.