A Mate To Three Alpha Heirs novel Chapter 198

{Regina}

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“You don’t need the details yet,” I said smoothly, “but you do need to be prepared for consequences. If I’m to ruin Elira Shaw, it will not be quiet. There will be embarrassment… possibly scandal. But once it’s done, her reputation will never recover. Not even the Moon’s Whisper blog will be able to save her.”

Soraya grinned, the predatory glint in her eyes returning.

“Now that’s the kind of language I like to hear.”

Kaelis tilted her head slightly, studying me. “You are playing with fire, Regina. If this backfires, it won’t just be that girl who burns.”

“I understand,” I said evenly. “But this is personal. I will take the risk.”

The tension broke for a moment when Caleb, who had been uncharacteristically quiet, spoke up.

“Speaking of fire…” he said slowly, his brows furrowing, “was I the only one who noticed it? The faint tendrils of heat spiralling from Elira’s fingertips when Adriel tried to provoke her?”

The room stilled, then in the next second, Soraya’s eyes widened slightly.

“I saw it too,” she said, sitting up straighter. “At first, I thought it was the light reflecting off the mat, but… no. It moved. Like it was coming from her.”

Kaelis’s expression darkened. “Are you suggesting what I think you are?”

Soraya shrugged, but her smirk was razor-sharp. “It seems to me,” she said, “that Elira Shaw might not be an Omega after all.”

I forced myself not to react, but my throat tightened anyway.

No. That couldn’t be right.

Elira isn’t an omega? She has Fire?

Nyra leaned forward. “Things are actually getting out of hand. She looked like she was ready to burn that boy alive.”

Kaelis turned from the window, her eyes sharp, calculating.

“So, what are we saying?” she asked, her voice slow, deliberate. “That this… Elira has a gift? That she has been hiding a power all along?”

Something hot and bitter clawed up my throat. ’Power.’ That word shouldn’t belong in the same sentence as that bitch.

She was supposed to be the weak one, the forgotten omega—the one who would never rise.

And yet… here we were.

I could still see her in my mind, standing at the centre of that mat, breathing hard, the crowd chanting her name like she was some sort of saviour. My cousin. My blood.

If Kaelis and the others ever found out… that the girl they were talking about, the girl I had sworn to destroy, shared my surname, my family—Kaelis would turn her rage on me.

My palms curled into fists beneath the table. I couldn’t let that happen. I needed control back.

So I swallowed my fury and tilted my head slightly, forcing my expression into something cool and composed.

“It’s probably just speculation,” I said. “No one has proof.”

Caleb shrugged. “Speculation or not, that much heat doesn’t just appear from nowhere.”

“Maybe it was the friction from the fight,” I muttered, but my voice sounded weak even to me.

Soraya chuckled. “You sound nervous, Regina.”

I shot her a glare, but she just smirked wider.

Kaelis’s gaze lingered on me for a long moment before she finally said,

“If Elira Shaw truly possesses a supernatural gift and has been hiding it under the guise of an omega, that changes everything. It means she has deceived this institution, and by extension, me.”

Her tone sent a chill down my spine.

“Do you want me to look into it?” I asked quickly, hoping to steer her focus.

Kaelis’s eyes hardened. “No. That’s not important, and you’ve already done enough meddling for now.”

That stung, but I didn’t let it show. I only bowed my head slightly.

She turned back toward the window again. “Still… Founders Day will be interesting. If there’s truth to this, it will reveal itself then.”

That’s when I realized I was trembling from something darker. Rage.

The thought of Elira—that useless, meek little girl who used to trail after me like a shadow, standing in the same spotlight as me, as Kaelis, as if she belonged there… it was unbearable.

There was a long pause. Then Mother’s voice, low and trembling, not with fear but fury, answered, “How in the moon is that possible?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted, my pulse quickening. “I didn’t see it myself, but the others did. Even Soraya said Elira might not be an Omega at all.”

Mother’s silence burned through the receiver before she finally spoke, her voice sharp as frost.

“So, Kathryn actually passed on her supernatural gifts to her daughter?”

I gripped the edge of the desk, my jaw tightening.

“That’s what it looks like. And what baffles me even more is how it all happened overnight. One moment, she is the pathetic little Omega everyone pitied, and the next—she is winning duels, earning praise, and… glowing with power. I thought she wouldn’t amount to anything, even under Alpha Cyprus’s protection.”

Mother exhaled slowly, the sound heavy and scathing. “You should never have taken your eyes off her in ESA. If you had been vigilant, none of this would have happened.”

I flinched at her words but forced myself to defend my pride. “Who knew her story would turn around for good? If I had the gift of seeing the future, I would have monitored her every move.”

Mother sighed over the line, the weight of old grudges thick in her voice.

“I regret not dealing with her properly when she still lived under our roof. I should have made sure Kathryn’s bloodline ended with her. Unfortunately for us, your father will be delighted to hear this news.”

At the mention of Father, something twisted inside me—resentment, shame, and dread tangled together.

But my mind wasn’t on Father’s reaction. My thoughts were already miles away, circling back to Zenon—the way his eyes never once softened for me since Elira entered the picture.

“Mother…” I whispered, hating the tremor in my voice. “How do I ever get Zenon back? You should see how Elira is basking in everyone’s attention now. None of the brothers has treated me kindly since they found out about her being their mate.”

Mother’s tone softened, almost tender. “Regina, don’t lose hope. Luna Gwenith promised me she won’t let her son mate or marry Elira. You still have that assurance.”

But I couldn’t stop the bitterness from spilling. “What if even the Luna can’t help me anymore?” I whispered, the fear clawing at my chest.

“What if she changes her mind, seeing how much attention Elira’s gaining? What if I’ve already lost?”

There was a brief silence. Then Mother’s voice turned low, deliberate—dangerous.

“Then you make sure Elira loses everything before she gets the chance to win. If the world wants to worship her, give them a reason to despise her instead. You understand me, Regina?”

I swallowed hard, the words burning through me like poison and promise both.

“Yes, Mother,” I said quietly. “I understand.”