The Unwanted Heir's Reborn Alpha Power

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into the main hall,

the head of the long oak table. His face was a thundercloud, his k

is side, her eyes red-rimmed as i

replace, her shoulders trembling delicately. When she saw me

ther's voice boomed, shaking the very air. "Aft

inched. She would have dropped to h

id

gaze meeting his wit

hand. "Oh, sister, are you alright? When I heard your carriage overturne

mly pulled my ha

her falter. Her perfectly rehe

n in the room. "I'm fine. But I am curious, Betsey. How did my carriag

Betsey both stiffened, their expressi

s!" my father roared, slamming his fist on the table. The signet ring clacked loudly

nd on his arm. "Elara didn't mean for it to happen. She's just... young

if I recall correctly, the head steward, Mr. Finch, is responsible for th

adn't expected me to fight

ra?" Betsey gasped, rushing to her mother's

ic face and saw the monster beneath.

much that the first thing she did after my 'accident' was run to f

isely aimed dart. Bet

hing the full force of his Alpha command. "Enough! Elara,

sion. A lesser wolf would have been on their knees, whimpering. But

ve. I did no

ot loud, but it resonated with an unshakeable

hall seemed t

's, then Betsey's, "was an attempted murde

he rigid terror on Audra's face. And in Betsey's wide, inn

ident" was the beginning of my end. They used i

ould be the beg

e was a weak Alpha, easily manipulated, but the public acc

hey regrouped, before they c

ntion by the door. My voice rang with

inct. Bring Officer