Alpha's Regret After Putting Me In Jail novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67: A Wolf’s Protective Fury

Chapter 67: A Wolf’s Protective Fury

(Celeste’s POV)

The sight of Scarlett’s shimmering, perfect tears triggered something raw and ancient inside

1. me.

For years, I had endured her manipulations, witnessed how she used her fragility as a weapon.

She masked her cruelty behind that delicate persona, but this was the final straw.

Upsetting Eleanor, knowing how fragile her wolf was? Deliberately pushing her to the brink

with poisonous lies? This wasn’t something I could forgive.

My hand moved instinctively, clamping over Scarlett’s mouth before she could utter a single

whimper.

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“Not a sound,” I hissed, my voice low and laced with ire. “You will not disturb Eleanor’s rest

with your crocodile tears.”

Scarlett’s emerald eyes widened in pure panic, reflecting the fear she hadn’t truly felt before.

The realization struck her then–this time, no one was going to stop me.

A sharp strike landed. My palm collided with her cheek, the sound cutting through the tense

silence.

Her head snapped to the side, leaving a visible red mark blooming on her pale skin.

“This,” I growled, keeping my voice deadly quiet to avoid disturbing Eleanor, “is for every

poisonous word you’ve ever whispered into her ear.”

I didn’t give Scarlett a moment to react before my second strike connected.

Her muffled whimper underneath my hand made my wolf snarl possessively. Her tears now

streaming freely only fed into the fire that burned in my chest.

“For weakening her wolf, for deliberately tormenting her fragile health,” I added sharply, leaning

closer. “You’ve crossed your final line, Scarlett.”

Victoria’s voice rang from the doorway, panicked and desperate as she rushed toward us.

“Celeste! Stop this at once!”

Her hands grabbed at my wrist, trying futilely to tug me away from Scarlett. But she lacked strength, her attempts feeling feeble against the storm raging inside me.

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Chapter 67: A Wolfs Protective F…

*Release your sister!” Victoria cried frantically, her wolf’s maternal aura flaring in an attempt to force my submission.

I turned my head sharply, glaring at her with violet eyes that glowed in defiance.

“Sister?” I spat, the word dripping with venom. “The same sister who has poisoned Eleanor’s mind for her own gain? You call her my sister?”

Victoria flinched at my words, her wolf whining pitifully as her grip on me weakened just slightly.

Scarlett squirmed under my hold, her muffled cries spilling through my palm. Though she was still trying to play the victim, I caught the flash of resentment in her emerald eyes.

She wasn’t scared of the pain. She was angry that for once, someone was standing against

her.

I pulled Scarlett closer, her whimper turning into a soft, muffled plea.

“And this,” I hissed, my grip tightening in her hair as my wolf rose to the surface, “is for

Eleanor’s tears. The ones you caused.”

The next strike wasn’t gentle. My fist collided with her jaw hard enough to send a fresh wave of panic through her wolf.

“Celeste, stop! You’re hurting her!” Victoria screamed again, this time more desperate, as she clawed at my arm to no avail.

But no amount of pleading would break through the rage coursing through me now.

My wolf had been silent long enough, subdued over years of torment, silver chains, and false accusations. I had every intention of letting it roar tonight.

Scarlett’s tears seemed endless now, soaking into my hand as her broken sobs filled the space between us.

Suddenly, Alpha James’s booming voice echoed down the hallway, interrupting the chaos.

“ENOUGH!”

His presence filled the space like a thunderstorm, his dominance crashing into the atmosphere like overwhelming waves.

The power behind his words stalled the onlookers, making several beta wolves hesitate in

their positions. Lesser wolves in the room instinctively lowered their heads under the weight of his Alpha aura.

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Chapter 67: A Wolf’s Protective F…

But it didn’t affect me.

Anger surged powerfully from deep within me. My wolf snarled inwardly as I resisted the force

of his command with ease.

By now, years in Moon Shadow Prison had severed nearly every bond of loyalty I once had to this pack. To me, James was no longer my Alpha–it was a title he no longer deserved.

Guards appeared instantly at his command, their footsteps thundering as they rushed toward

me with clear hesitation.

Before they could reach us, another snarl rang out like a beacon of loyalty.

Nina.

Her silver–gray wolf surged out from the shadows of the hallway, her body battered but unwavering. Blood seeped faintly through one of her bandages, but she paid it no mind.

She positioned herself squarely in front of the guards, her teeth bared and hackles raised.

“My lady will not be touched,” Nina declared, her sharp voice cutting through the tension with

the weight of steel.

The guards faltered, glancing at one another nervously. No one dared risk attacking Nina, not even in her weakened state. Her reputation as one of the fiercest warriors the pack had ever

known still cast too long a shadow.

Victoria’s cries grew more frantic.

“STOP HER! Someone stop her!”

She stumbled forward, hands trembling as she tried again to pry me off Scarlett. To her credit,

she was running purely on desperation, though the weight of her maternal wolf aura had long

since lost its effect on me.

Scarlett writhed beneath my grip, her muffled cries giving way to short, gasping breaths.

“You won’t win this time, Scarlett,” I growled low in her ear, my voice soft yet laced with power.

“No amount of tears will save you from this.”

(Third Person’s POV)

The scene in the hallway had fully descended into chaos.

Nina stood steadfast, her silver–gray wolf barring the guards‘ path, ready to intercept anyone foolish enough to approach. Several betas circled her cautiously, their movements betraying

their fear.

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