After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 154

Her attempt to impersonate Lirian had landed her in legal trouble, and her prior charges for arson ensured she wouldn’t escape unscathed. Investigators uncovered the truth: Linda wasn’t even a student at the University of British Columbia but attended a third-rate institution nearby.

Her entire life had been a lie. When she was finally released from jail, she vanished from the public eye, reduced to working part-time jobs to repay her debts.

Ryan, meanwhile, had taken a darker path. Just as in my previous life, he had turned to the black market, amassing wealth through underhanded means.

Despite his questionable methods, he had managed to climb the ranks within his pack, inching ever closer to the position of Alpha.

But I knew the cost of his ambition, and I had no intention of letting him drag me down with him.

The day of my graduation was nothing short of magical, with the first snow of the season falling gently, marking the start of a new chapter.

The crisp air and the soft glow of winter made it feel like a moment frozen in time, a perfect blend of accomplishment and new beginnings.

Snow fell in delicate flurries as I stepped out of the airport, the cold air biting at my cheeks.

Two figures waited for me just outside, their silhouettes sharp against the backdrop of swirling white.

The first time I returned from the University of British Columbia, it wasn’t as a student but as someone hoping to make a business proposal to Zane.

Back then, Zane was distant and skeptical of me, his eyes wary with distrust. I could hardly blame him—my ideas were ambitious, and I was unproven.

Yet, life has a way of transforming initial resistance into opportunity. Now, not only are Zane and I close friends, but we’ve also signed several lucrative contracts together, pioneering technology that could revolutionize the werewolf community.

This time, coming home felt entirely different. As I stepped out of the airport with my suitcase in tow, a surge of excitement coursed through me. To my surprise, waiting for me were Ethan and Ryan.

The sight of Ethan brought a smile to my face; he hadn’t changed much over the years. His youthful charm and easy confidence were still intact, a far cry from the weary, gray-streaked man I remembered from my past life.

Ryan, on the other hand, had visibly polished his appearance. He stood out in his tailored coat, exuding an air of affluence. His efforts were clear—his outfit, his posture, and even the glint of his watch screamed success.

His body language showed how much black money he was making and how he must have expanded his illegal businesses