Alpha's Abandoned Daughter is the Secret Heiress novel Chapter 21

Chapter 211: Place Your Bets

Chapter 211: Place Your Bets

(Amelia’s POV)

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[I have let go of the resentment, so in my eyes now, you are just irrelevant st strangers, I am blocking you.]

ince we are

I typed the message quickly, my fingers moving across the screen with practiced indifference. Without a second of hesitation, I added this new number to the blacklist. My heart remained as calm as a still lake, not a single ripple disturbing its surface.

I looked up from my phone and smiled at the Grey family members sitting around the dining table.

“Let’s keep eating,” I said softly.

Seraphina exchanged a knowing look with Jaxon. Neither of them asked about the purpose of Livia’s call. To them, and to me, Livia and her family had long since overdrawn their credit and were not worth a single extra word of concern.

In the back of my mind, Ava let out a long, bored yawn.

“Wise choice,” my wolf drawled lazily. “That family’s scent only ruins a good appetite.”

(Caleb’s POV)

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the guest room on the second floor of the Moore family mansion was suffocating. I paced the room, unable to hide my frustration.

“You shouldn’t have harassed Amelia,” I snapped at my mother. “Her hatred for us hasn’t faded yet.”

Livia sat on the edge of the bed, her face pale and streaked with tears. She was frantic with worry over my older brother, Ethan.

“But Ethan has been taken!” she wailed. “The one who took him is from the Crimson family. We can’t afford to offend them! We have no choice but to beg Amelia for help.”

I shook my head, exasperated by her logic.

“Derek Crimson has always been at odds with Amelia,” I countered. “Ethan getting taught a lesson by Derek might actually be helping Amelia vent her anger indirectly.”

Livia didn’t listen, continuing to mutter and complain. “How can she be so heartless? She is watching her own brother suffer and does nothing.

“Enough!” I shouted, my voice trembling with suppressed rage. I glared at my mother. “We deserve this outcome. It is our retribution.”

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I took a deep breath, lowering my voice but keeping it stern. “I forbid you from saying another bad word about her. The Moore family members are all around us. I can feel them mocking us through the pack link.”

Livia finally fell silent, though she looked resentful.

“I will go to Derek’s place myself to resolve this,” I decided. I grabbed my ja

take care of Dad. Don’t leave this room.”

stay here and

I turned and hurried out of the room before she could argue further. I reached the top of the stairs

and immediately froze.

My cousin Xavier Moore was coming up, accompanied by my uncle and aunt. Xavier stopped, a sneer spreading across his face.

“Oh, look who it is,” Xavier mocked. “I thought you were moving out tomorrow. Why haven’t you packed your bags yet?”

My aunt didn’t even look at me. “Xavier, come to the dining room,” she said coldly. “Dinner is ready.”

She treated me like empty air, walking past me without a glance. Once his wife and son were out of earshot, my uncle stopped. He looked at me with a fake, apologetic smile.

“I’m sorry, Caleb,” he said, his tone dripping with insincerity. “The family is a bit unhappy that you all have been staying here so long. Don’t take it to heart.”

I felt a wave of humiliation wash over me, hotter than fire. My fingernails elongated into claws, digging deeply into my palms.

As a former Alpha, bowing my head to these lower wolves felt like a knife twisting in my gut. But I had no power here. The stinging pain in my palms kept me grounded.

“I promise we will move out tomorrow,” I said stiffly “We won’t cause you any more trouble.”

My uncle nodded, looking relieved but trying to hide it. “Right,” he said awkwardly. “Well, do you want to join us for dinner?”

I looked at his eyes. There was no warmth there, only a hope that I would refu me at his table.

“No,” I said coldly. “I have things to do.”

“What about your parents?” he asked, feigning concern.

“I will prepare something for them,” I replied, my jaw tight.

‘t want

Shame burned in my chest. My only remaining shred of Alpha dignity screamed at me to leave this place immediately.

“I have urgent business to handle,” I muttered.

Chapter 211 Place Your Bets

I didn’t wait for his response. I turned and rushed out the front door of the Moore mansion.

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Once I was inside my car, I let out a shaky breath. I pulled out my phone and dialed a number. It was an Omega from our old pack, someone I had been kind to in the past.

“Hey,” I said when he answered. “Can you do me a favor? Prepare some dinn

mother at the Moore estate.”

After arranging the food, I dialed Livia.

d deliver it to my

“Don’t go downstairs for dinner,” I told her bluntly. “The uncle’s family has no intention of inviting

you.”

“What?” Livia’s shrill voice came through the speaker. “How can they be so cold? We are relatives!”

She started complaining about their cruelty, her voice grating on my nerves. I felt an indescribable

wave of irritability.

“Just stay in the room,” I snapped and hung up the phone.

I stared out the windshield at the pitch–black night. The darkness seemed to swallow everything. I sighed deeply, the sound heavy in the quiet car. Then I slammed my foot on the gas pedal, driving

off into the** night.

(Amelia’s POV)

After dinner, I walked the Grey family elders to the door. Once the house was quiet again, I went to

the greenhouse.

I checked on the rare medicinal herb I was cultivating. It was growing well. Just to be safe, I sprinkled some of the plant’s specific defensive toxic powder around the perimeter.

Satisfied, I went back to my room and took a shower. When I came out, drying my hair, my phone pinged. It was a message from Natasha.

She had sent a series of screenshots from a chat with Damien Blackwood. I opened the images. Damien was typing paragraph after paragraph, trying to paint himself as a tragic hero.

[Damien: I offended Griffin Drake just to help Amelia vent her anger. Now my f

1. up. I’m suffering so much for her.]

ocked me

[Damien: She doesn’t even know what I’m going through. I hope she realizes how much I protect

her.]

I rolled my eyes. Natasha’s replies in the screenshot were ruthless.

[Natasha: Are you delusional? Amelia wasn’t even there that day.]

[Natasha: And Carlos Drake was taken down by my cousin Theodore’s methods. It had nothing to do with you.]

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[Natasha: You got grounded by your daddy because you’re incompetent, not because you’re a hero. Stop touching yourself with these fantasies.]

Damien had stopped replying after that.

“He’s pathetic,” Ava snorted.

I typed a quick reply to Natasha. [You’re right. In our world, the weak don’t protecting anyone.]

talk about

I exited the chat and saw a notification from the Elite Werewolf Social Group. Someone had

tagged me.

I clicked on the notification. It was the son of a wealthy Beta, a guy known for having more money than brains. He had posted a news link.

[Breaking: Drake Family invests heavily in Gale Entertainment! Sanctions incoming for Starlight Entertainment.]

The group chat was exploding with messages.

[BetaSon: It’s over for Starlight. The Drake family is serious.]

[RichKid1: I give them three months. Maximum.]

[AlphaHeir2: Three months? You’re generous. Once Griffin starts squeezing them, they won’t last a month.]

[SocialiteA: That Amelia girl is just a country wolf from Meadow Brook. She thinks she can survive in the Northern Territories?]

[SocialiteA: She’s a coyote playing in a wolf pack. She doesn’t understand the brutal competition

here.]

They were all mocking me, placing bets on when I would go bankrupt. I watched their messages scroll by, finding it incredibly entertaining. These people really thought money and family names were everything.

I tapped the screen, typing out a response.

[Amelia: Last time, I made Lyra Drake fulfill her bet and kneel. This time, I’m playing for real too.] The chat went silent for a moment. I sent my next message, throwing down the gauntlet. [Amelia: If I lose, I am willing to sign a submission contract, wear an engraved collar, and be your pet.]

[Amelia: But if you lose, you have to kneel at my feet on the full moon and lick my shoes clean. Dare to accept?]

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