Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 1

Chapter 325: Hugh York

Chapter 325: Hugh York

(Amelia’s POV)

The treatment session with Uncle M finally ended.

I wiped my hands on a clean cloth and packed away the herbal oils.

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Uncle M’s breathing had already evened out, his body relaxed in genuine rest for the first time in weeks.

I pushed Theodore’s wheelchair out of the dim apartment.

The afternoon sun felt warm against my skin as we made our way back.

Marcus walked silently behind us, ever the vigilant shadow.

As the wheelchair rolled smoothly along the sidewalk, curiosity got the better of me.

“Theodore,” I said, breaking the comfortable silence. “Can you tell me more about how your mother saved

Uncle M?”

Theodore’s golden eyes flickered with memory.

He was quiet for a moment, as if sorting through old fragments of the past.

“My mother mentioned it once,” he began, his voice carrying a note of sadness. “Uncle M was forcibly given a highly corrosive wolfsbane potion.”

I felt my stomach turn at the thought.

“The poison didn’t just burn his throat,” Theodore continued. “It completely destroyed his vocal cords. Even our werewolf healing couldn’t repair the damage.”

His fingers tightened slightly on the armrest of his wheelchair.

“Mother found him barely alive. She saved him and personally arranged for someone to teach him sign

language.”

I listened intently, my heart aching for what that poor wolf had endured.

“She wanted to give him a normal job within the territory,” Theodore said. “Something suitable for a mute

wolf. But Uncle M refused.”

“He refused?”

Theodore nodded.

“He insisted on staying by her side. He took a blood oath to become her protector.”

The weight of those words settled between us.

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A blood oath was sacred, binding unto death.

My mind immediately jumped to another connection.

“The Winter Guard,” I said slowly. “Your elite squad. Are they also wolves your mother once saved?”

Theodore’s lips curved into a faint smile.

“I’ve had the same suspicion,” he admitted. “But I’ve never tried to confirm it.”

I understood why.

Some loyalties were too sacred to question.

It reminded me of my own organization, the network of wolves who had pledged themselves to me.

Many had been broken, desperate souls I’d rescued or shown kindness to.

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*“Loyalty is often born from redemption after despair,“* Ava murmured in my mind. *“Just like Silas with you, Amelia.“*

She was right.

The strongest bonds were forged in the darkest moments.

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(Author’s POV)

After Theodore and Amelia left, the apartment fell into heavy silence.

Only Jasper and Uncle M remained in the dimly lit space.

Uncle M’s weathered hands moved quickly in sign language.

*Are you planning to attend Amelia’s birthday banquet?*

Jasper looked up, startled,

Of course Uncle M had heard the entire conversation with his enhanced wolf hearing.

Jasper carefully folded the elegant invitation bearing the Stone family crest.

He nodded slowly.

But he didn’t tell Uncle M the truth.

In reality, Jasper wanted to infiltrate the banquet to observe Alpha King Gideon

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close.

He needed to see for himself what kind of man held such absolute power.

Instead, he lied smoothly.

“I want to thank Amelia for giving me the acting opportunity,” Jasper said. “I should attend to show my gratitude.”

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Uncle M’s ancient eyes studied him.

Those eyes had seen too much suffering to be easily fooled.

His hands moved again.

*Why not get me an invitation as well?*

Jasper’s expression grew troubled.

“Uncle M,” he said carefully. “I don’t want Amelia’s birthday celebration to be ruined.”

He paused, choosing his words with care.

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“If you want revenge on the Alpha King, you should find another opportunity. The security that day will be impenetrable.”

Uncle M fell into deep thought.

He knew the boy was right.

Striking at a heavily guarded banquet would be suicide.

Perhaps he should wait for Theodore and Amelia’s official Mating Ceremony instead.

That event would provide better opportunities.

But first, he needed confirmation.

He needed absolute proof that Alpha King Gideon had orchestrated Jasper’s mother’s death.

If the old bastard was truly responsible, Uncle M would make him pay.

Finally, his hands moved in a solemn promise.

*To repay Amelia for treating my illness, I won’t cause trouble at her birthday banquet.*

Jasper felt relief wash through him.

This bought him time to investigate his mother’s death himself.

Time to uncover the truth before Uncle M did something irreversible.

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(Amelia’s POV)

I returned to the Pack House as evening shadows lengthened across the grounds.

The moment I stepped through the door, Mother Seraphina grabbed my hand excitedly.

“Amelia! Come see! The dress is finished!”

She practically dragged me toward the sitting room.

Alpha Jaxon followed behind us, shaking his head with fond exasperation.

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“Your mother has been staring at that dress for hours,” he teased. “Like a mother wolf guarding her most

precious treasure, waiting for you to come home.”

I laughed at the image.

In the sitting room, my breath caught.

The gown was stunning.

It was a pale blue strapless design with delicate embroidery that shimmered like moonlight on a wolf’s

silver fur.

The fabric was premium silk, flowing like water.

The final result exceeded even the beautiful design sketches.

“Mother, this is absolutely breathtaking,” I said sincerely. “Your taste is impeccable.” >

Seraphina’s cheeks flushed with pleasure.

She looked both shy and proud at the same time.

“I’m going to advertise your design studio at the birthday banquet,” I declared. “I truly believe your work will become a top luxury brand in the werewolf fashion world.”

Seraphina’s eyes shone with renewed confidence.

“Then all your future gowns will be personally designed by me,” she promised warmly.

Jaxon cleared his throat loudly.

“What about your poor mate?” he asked pitifully. “Can I get some custom menswear too?”

Seraphina waved him off dismissively.

“My energy is limited, dear. Amelia comes first.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at Father Jaxon’s wounded expression.

“You’re such a possessive Alpha,” I teased him. “Can’t even share your mate’s attention with your own daughter,”

Jaxon sighed dramatically.

“Ever since you came home, my status has plummeted,” he complained, though his eyes were warm with

affection.

The playful banter filled the room with warmth.

From the doorway, Molly the cook called out cheerfully.

“Dinner is ready! Come to the dining room, everyone!”

She paused, watching our little family scene with a soft smile.

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This vast villa finally felt like a true home.

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Dinner was a feast of roasted venison and seasonal vegetable salad.