Alpha's Regret After Putting Me In Jail novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62: The Truth Behind Silver Chains

Chapter 62: The Truth Behind Silver Chains

(Celeste’s POV)

My wrist throbbed in relentless agony, the mangled joint from my desperate escape screaming with every heartbeat. Still, I forced myself to sit upright in the council chamber, ignoring the pain shooting through my silver–scarred arm.

Alexander paced back and forth in front of me, his towering frame dominating the room. His ice–blue eyes, sharp and filled with fury, darted between me and Marcus. His white wolf’s protective aura remained steady, wrapping around me like a shield, an unspoken gesture of

solidarity.

“Tell me again,” Alexander demanded, his voice clipped and authoritative. “The scroll. It directed you to Silver Creek tavern specifically?”

“Yes,” I replied firmly, refusing to let the exhaustion in my voice betray me. “The royal seal was

clear. It didn’t mention Moon Shadow tavern at all.”

I caught the barest flicker of movement out of the corner of my eye. Lucas, leaning against the far wall, kept his head down. His golden eyes stared at the floor, his jaw tightly clenched. For once, his usual aggression–his loud, commanding presence–was absent. He was quiet. Too

quiet.

Alexander’s gaze hardened, his wolf’s dominance brushing over everyone in the room. “And you,” he said sharply, turning on Marcus. “You claim to have arranged to meet at Moon

Shadow tavern?”

Marcus’s violet eyes glittered dangerously, his royal bloodline evident in the commanding aura emanating from him. “Of course,” he snapped. “Silver Creek tavern is beneath me. I would never arrange a meeting there. The very idea is absurd.”

My instincts twisted uneasily as I glanced at Lucas. His posture remained unusually subdued. His arms hung stiffly at his sides, his head tilted low, the shadows hiding his expression.

Victoria–ever the image of the perfect Luna–stepped forward. Her green eyes, brimming with worry, fixed on me. “Perhaps we should allow Celeste to rest,” she suggested softly, her wolf nudging forward with maternal concern. “She’s injured-”

I cut her off with an abrupt movement, standing despite the screaming protest of my body. My knees nearly buckled beneath me, but my resolve held strong.

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I moved toward Lucas. The reaction was instant. Victoria darted to intercept me, her outstretched hand brushing against my uninjured arm.

“Celeste, please,” she begged, her voice trembling. “You shouldn’t push yourself in this state. Let me-”

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I stepped around her with purposeful precision, barely making contact as she stumbled backward. She let out a soft gasp as she fell into one of the chamber’s high–backed chairs.

Scarlett, standing off to the side, reacted immediately. Her emerald eyes widened, brimming with perfectly timed tears, catching the room’s attention like a well–rehearsed performance.

“How dare you push Luna!” she cried, her voice quivering in a practiced show of distress. She clung to Alpha James’s arm, her trembling posture begging for protection. “After everything she’s done for you, how could you treat her this way?”

The air thickened with tension. My wolf growled low, stirring beneath the layers of exhaustion and pain.

“One more word,” I said coldly, my voice biting through the tension like a blade, “and you’ll have something real to cry about.”

Scarlett recoiled as if I’d struck her, her hand flying to her mouth in an exaggerated gesture. Alpha James, standing tall and rigid despite the chaos, radiated dominance as his wolf surged forward.

“Celeste!” he snapped, his voice booming with authority. “You will show proper respect!”

I ignored him. My focus remained locked on Lucas. He hadn’t moved. Not a single inch.

Everyone in the room noticed now. The council members shifted uncomfortably. Even Victoria

stilled, her wolf whining softly as her instincts caught on to Lucas’s unnatural behavior.

I took another step forward, stopping inches from where he stood. He still didn’t raise his

head.

Without warning, I struck.

My open palm collided with his face with a sharp c***k that echoed through the chamber. The

sound hit like a whip, silencing every‘ murmur, every breath.

Gasps erupted from the gathered wolves. Victoria let out a distressed whine, her hands flying to her mouth. Scarlett looked ready to faint, her emerald eyes wide as they darted frantically to

Alpha James for backup.

“Lucas,” Alpha James barked, his tone sharp with disbelief. Fury rippled through his powerful

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aura as his golden eyes fixed on his son. “Explain yourself!”

But Lucas said nothing.

His silence screamed louder than any words could have.

I stepped back, shaking out my injured hand. Pain shot through my wrist, but I ignored it, my

attention wholly fixed on Lucas’s silent, unmoving form.

“Should I explain, then?” I asked, my voice soaked with venom. Cold, unwavering, and deadlier

than I’d ever let it sound before. “Should I tell them why you’ve been so quiet tonight?”

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Alexander freeze mid–step. His ice–blue eyes snapped to

mine as his white wolf surged closer to the surface, waiting for my next words.

“Perhaps I should start with the five moon–blessed crystals you paid those mercenaries,” I

continued, my voice steady. “The ones they bragged about while keeping me bound and drugged with wolfsbane.”

Alexander’s face darkened instantly. His wolf growled audibly, reverberating through the

chamber walls.

“What?” he demanded, his voice dangerously low.

I turned to face the rest of the council now. The weight of my words settled heavily in the

oppressive silence.

“Lucas arranged for the mercenaries to kidnap me,” I said, my tone sharpened by icy disgust.”

He deliberately sent conflicting instructions to me and Marcus. Two separate tavern locations

-one real, the other a trap.”

Victoria’s color drained. Her hands flew to her chest, her wolf trembling visibly as she leaned

heavily against the armrests of the chair.

“No…” she whispered, her voice breaking. “He wouldn’t… He couldn’t…”

I let my eyes drift to her briefly before pinning Lucas with my coldest glare. “And yet, he did.”

The room buzzed with muted whispers, the council wolves murmuring to one another in

shock.

Lucas still said nothing. Not a single sound or word passed his lips.

I could feel Scarlett’s eyes on me, wide and disbelieving, her perfectly crafted image of

innocence cracking under the weight of my revelation.

“What proof do you have of this accusation?” Marcus’s voice cut through the air, sharp with

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suspicion and tinged with barely concealed anger.

I laughed bitterly, though there wasn’t an ounce of humor in it. “See for yourself,” I offered

coolly, gesturing toward Lucas. “Check his private collection of moon–blessed stones. Count