Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136: She is a Psychopath!

Chapter 136: She is a Psychopath!

(Theodore’s POV)

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As the last of the creatures slithered away, the screaming stopped. But the silence didn’t last long. It was replaced by a low, angry rumble that quickly grew into a roar.

The panic had cleared, leaving behind fury.

Alphas from the visiting packs surged forward. They surrounded the stage, their faces twisted with rage.

“This is an outrage!” one shouted, pointing a shaking finger at me. “We came here for a celebration, not an assassination attempt!”

“My daughter has been bitten!” another woman screamed, her eyes wild. “If she dies, the Crimson family will pay in blood!”

An older Alpha, a man I respected, stepped forward. His face was grim.

“Theodore,” he warned, his voice deep and dangerous. “There are poisoned guests lying on your floor. If anyone dies today, you cannot shoulder this alone. Even the King cannot protect

you

from the wrath of all the packs combined.”

I didn’t answer. I simply moved, placing my wheelchair between the angry mob and Amelia. I glared at them, my Alpha aura flaring to push them back.

But Amelia didn’t stay behind me.

I felt a soft touch on my forearm. It wasn’t just a comfort; it was a signal.

Amelia stepped out from my shadow. She didn’t look scared. She raised her chin, her sapphire eyes sweeping over the crowd with cold defiance. She stood right beside me, shoulder to shoulder.

“I don’t need to hide,” she said softly, only for me to hear.

I scanned the room, looking for the source of this madness. My eyes landed on Ronan,

He was standing near the exit. For a split second, a look of pure smugness crossed his face.

He had won this round. He had successfully shifted the blame for his sabotage onto us. He was just waiting for the right moment to deliver the final blow.

(Amelia’s POV)

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Celine was sobbing on a chair. Her ankle was swollen and turning a nasty shade of purple. Ethan was kneeling beside her, his face pale with worry.

Suddenly, Ethan shot to his feet. He pointed a trembling finger straight at me.

“She did this!” Ethan roared. “Amelia summoned those things!”

“Ethan, sit down!” Jaxon barked, stepping forward. “Do not accuse your sister without proof.”

“I have proof!” Ethan yelled back. He gestured wildly at Celine’s foot. “Look at what she did to Celine! I won’t stay silent anymore. She has been targeting us since the day she returned!”

The accusation hung in the air. The guests turned to look at me, their eyes narrowing. Ethan’s conviction was contagious.

“Is it true?” someone whispered. “Did she attack her own sister?”

I stood calm in the center of the storm. I swirled the red liquid in my wine glass, watching the light catch it.

“Oh, please,” I said, my voice cutting through the murmurs. I offered a cold, mocking smile. “If I wanted to destroy my own engagement party, I would have burned this hall to the ground. I wouldn’t invite a few bugs to the buffet.”

I looked at the crowd with pity. “Do I really look like someone with such a lack of imagination?”

“Because you are a psychopath!”

Ronan’s voice boomed across the hall. He marched toward the stage, his face twisted in a mask of righteous anger.

“No normal werewolf can communicate with those filthy creatures!” Ronan shouted. He turned to face Theodore, his expression pleading. “This is why I tried to stop this, brother. I investigated her. When she lived in the Meadow Brook Pack, she was known for this. She can control poisonous beasts. It is unnatural. It is dangerous!”

He looked at the crowd, spreading his hands. “I was afraid she would use this power against the King. Against the Pack. I had to stop it.”

Ronan took a deep breath, looking like a martyr.

“I knew they were fated mates,” he continued, his voice shaking with fake emotion. “I knew Theodore wouldn’t listen to reason. He was blinded by the bond. So, I took it upon myself.

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Yes, I used Damien Blackwood to try and break them up. I accept the blame for that. But I did it to protect the Crimson Moon Pack from a witch!”

The crowd gasped. The tide was turning. People were nodding, looking at Ronan with new

respect.

Ronan pulled a file from his jacket. “Here is the proof. Ethan Stone gave this to me. It details her history in the wild.”

He handed the file to Theodore. Theodore didn’t even open it. He passed it directly to Alpha King Gideon.

Gideon flipped through the pages. His face hardened. He looked up at me, his golden eyes piercing.

“Explain this, Amelia,” Gideon commanded.

I didn’t flinch. I walked slowly down the stairs, heading straight for Ronan.

“You’re right, Ronan,” I said, my voice silky and dangerous. “I can control them.”

I stopped a few feet from him. He took a nervous step back.

“That means if I wanted to hurt anyone here,” I whispered, loud enough for everyone to hear, “I wouldn’t need a spectacle. I could simply command a Black Widow to crawl into your bed while you sleep. You wouldn’t even wake up.”

Ronan’s face went pale.

“So don’t insult my intelligence,” I sneered. “Why would I, a woman trying to climb the social ladder, ruin my own big moment in such a loud, clumsy way?”

I turned to the Alphas. “You are leaders. Think. Does this make sense?”

“She’s trying to confuse you!” Ronan yelled, panic edging into his voice. “She did it because she’s sick! Psychopaths enjoy the chaos! She thought no one knew about her past!”

Before I could answer, a wail pierced the air.

Livia Stone rushed forward. She threw herself in front of the crowd, tears streaming down her face.

“He’s right!” Livia screamed. “She is crazy! I can testify to it!”

She looked at the guests, sobbing. “You all think I was a cruel mother for not wanting her back? No! I investigated her. I knew she was evil. I knew she had a rotten soul!”

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Livia pointed a shaking hand at me. “She put my son Caleb in a coma because we wouldn’t kick Celine out! And now, look at Celine! Stung on her engagement night!”

She turned to the crowd, her face twisted with malice. “Who would dare recognize such a daughter? She is a monster!”

Inside me, Ava let out a low, broken whimper.

*“She is our mother,“* Ava mourned. *“She wants us dead to protect the fake one.“*

The guests recoiled. The sympathy for Livia was palpable. Their eyes turned to me, cold and judging.

I looked at Livia. I looked at the hate in her eyes. And I smiled.

“Are you quite finished?” I asked, my voice bored.

I gestured to the groaning guests on the floor.

“The priority right now should be the antidote for the people who are actually dying,” I said coldly. “Or would you all prefer to stand here and hold a trial until someone stops breathing?”

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