Alpha’s Regret After Putting Me In Jail novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197: A Bloody Standoff (Celeste’s POV)

Chapter 197: A Bloody Standoff (Celeste’s POV)

The wooden chair shattered against the beta wolf’s skull with a sickening c***k. Blood pooled

beneath him as he lay motionless on the restaurant floor.

Matthew stood over him, chest heaving, his server’s uniform now splattered with blood. His silver–gray eyes burned with fury as he surveyed the crowd.

Not one of the wealthy wolves moved to help their fallen comrade. They all stood frozen, their

earlier mockery replaced by naked fear.

I glanced up to the private room. Lucas and Alexander watched from above, their faces

unreadable, making no move to intervene.

“Anyone else?” Matthew challenged, his voice a dangerous growl.

Most wolves looked away, but Eric Reynolds stepped forward, his face twisted with anger.

“You dare threaten me?” he snarled. “Do you know who I am?”

“I don’t care if you’re the Alpha King himself,” Matthew replied coldly.

Eric’s finger shook as he pointed at Matthew. “My father is the Beta of the Northern Territory.

One word from me, and you’ll rot in Moon Shadow Prison forever!”

My stomach clenched at the mention of that silver hell. My scars seemed to burn with renewed pain. Four years of silver chains and isolation flashed through my mind.

Matthew didn’t flinch. “If the price for ending your pathetic existence is a lifetime in Moon

Shadow Prison, I’ll gladly pay it.”

His voice carried deadly sincerity. This wasn’t an empty threat. I felt a strange warmth bloom in my chest

– no one had ever been willing to sacrifice so much to defend my honor.

(Matthew’s POV)

I advanced toward Eric, my wolf surging beneath my skin. The taste of violence was bitter in

my mouth, but the need to protect Celeste overwhelmed everything else.

Satisfaction coursed through me as he stumbled backward, tripping over a chair leg and falling ungracefully to the floor.

“S–stay back!” he stammered, all his earlier bravado gone. His eyes were wide with fear as he scrambled backward like prey.

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I swept my gaze across the remaining wolves, letting my wolf’s aura expand aggressively. Several immediately edged toward the exit, soon breaking into open flight.

But not everyone left. The most arrogant wolves–those protected by powerful connections- remained, watching the scene unfold with morbid fascination.

Jason Moore, the Alpha King’s advisor’s grandson, calmly cut into his steak as if nothing had happened. His nonchalance was calculated to provoke.

“You might want to get that beta some medical attention,” he remarked without looking up. “The pack council tends to frown upon unprovoked attacks.”

I glanced at the bleeding wolf. If he died, there would be serious consequences for both me and possibly Celeste. My rage began to cool, replaced by the harsh reality of what I’d done.

Years of building my reputation, potentially destroyed in one moment of rage. Alexander would be furious. The Alpha King might demand punishment.

“Matthew,” Celeste’s voice broke through my thoughts. “We should get him to Dr. Pierce before things get worse.”

She was right. I nodded and moved toward the unconscious beta. The smell of blood filled my

nostrils, reminding me how quickly things had escalated.

(Celeste’s POV)

Relief washed over me as Matthew approached the fallen wolf. His earlier rage had been

terrifying–and strangely touching. No one had ever defended me like that before.

As Matthew bent to lift the wolf, I noticed movement behind him. Jason Moore had risen

silently, gripping a wooden chair with murderous intent. His eyes gleamed with malice.

“Matthew, behind you!” I shouted, my heart leaping into my throat.

Matthew spun at my warning, partially deflecting the blow. The chair struck his shoulder

instead of his head, but the impact still made him stagger.

“Pathetic,” Jason sneered, tossing aside the chair. “Getting emotional over a silver–scarred

she–wolf? Your position as Alexander’s second doesn’t give you the right to threaten your

betters.”

The contempt in his voice was familiar – I’d heard it throughout my imprisonment. The wealthy always believed themselves untouchable, above consequences.

Matthew straightened, his eyes cold. “Only a coward attacks from behind. What’s your

excuse?”

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“You threatened me,” Jason shrugged, his casual tone masking the fury in his eyes.

“I threatened anyone who insulted Celeste,” Matthew corrected, moving to stand between

Jason and me.

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“Same thing.” Jason smirked, glancing my way. “What else would you call acknowledging the

truth about a disgraced, silver–scarred prison wolf?”

My wolf bristled beneath my skin, but I kept my face expressionless. I’d endured far worse in

Moon Shadow Prison. Four years of torture had taught me to hide my reactions.

“Apologize to her. Now, Matthew demanded, stepping toward Jason. His wolf surged beneath

his skin, making his muscles ripple with barely contained aggression.

Jason’s smirk widened as he snapped his fingers. Three wolves appeared beside him, silver daggers gleaming in their hands. The weapons caught the light, sending chills down my

spine.

“You forget yourself, Sterling,” one said. “You’re just Alexander’s dog. Without him here, what

can you do against all of us?”

Fear gripped my heart. Four against one, and they were armed with silver. Even a wolf as

strong as Matthew couldn’t win those odds.

(Matthew’s POV)

Four against one. Silver weapons against my bare hands. Bad odds, but my wolf didn’t care.

All it saw were threats to Celeste.

“Celeste, move aside,” I said quietly, eyes fixed on Jason and his friends. My warrior instincts

took over, calculating distances and angles for attack.

“Matthew, don’t-” she began, voice tight with worry. I could smell her fear – not for herself, but

for me.

“It’s alright,” I assured her. “This isn’t my first uneven fight.” Years of training under Alexander had prepared me for exactly this type of situation.

“Be careful,” she whispered as she stepped back. The concern in her violet eyes sent a surge

of warmth through me.

Despite everything, I felt a slight smile form. Even facing these odds, knowing she cared made

my wolf howl with determination.

I shifted into a defensive stance as Jason’s cronies moved first. The first lunged with his silver

dagger, aiming for my ribs. I sidestepped easily, grabbing his wrist and sending him crashing

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into a table. The sound of breaking glass echoed through the restaurant.

The second and third attacked simultaneously, thinking to overwhelm me. Their silver daggers glinted as they slashed through the air.

They were wrong.

These privileged wolves had weapons but no real fighting experience. Their movements were predictable, their attacks uncoordinated. They’d never had to fight for their lives.

I ducked under the second attacker’s wild swing, driving my fist into his solar plexus. He doubled over, gasping. The third came at me from the side. I caught his arm, twisting until he

dropped the dagger with a howl of pain.

Within moments, all three lay groaning on the floor. I turned to Jason, their silver daggers now

in my possession. The metal felt cold and wrong in my hands.

“Your turn,” I said quietly. My heart hammered in my chest, not from exertion but from the rage

still burning inside me.

Jason’s confident expression faltered. He stepped back, reassessing his chances. Without his

friends to hide behind, he was nothing.

“This isn’t over,” he warned, his voice noticeably less steady. His eyes darted to the exit,

calculating his escape route.

I glanced back at Celeste, feeling unexpectedly shy at having her witness my fighting skills.

The respect in her violet eyes made my wolf surge with pride. For the first time since I’d met

her, she was looking at me not as Alexander’s second, but as a warrior in my own right.

(Alexander’s POV)

From the balcony, I watched Matthew dispatch Jason’s lackeys with impressive efficiency.

Part of me wanted to intervene, but another part felt satisfaction seeing him defend Celeste’s