Alpha's Regret: Claiming My Stolen Twins novel Chapter 24

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Seraphina’s POV 1

He paused deliberately, his penetrating gaze sweeping across my parents’ faces. “To suggest otherwise constitutes a grave insult.”

But Nolan, Roxanne’s perpetually misguided champion, refused to surrender. He pushed forward again, bypassing Julian’s earlier physical barrier.

Julian’s intentions couldn’t have been clearer. This wasn’t simple punishment. This was execution.

“What just happened?” My voice trembled with the rage that had driven my palm across her face.

“Silverwood Jewelers engraves every custom piece they create. They’re inscribed on the necklace clasp and the bracelet’s underside. My initials are there.” My voice dropped to a cutting whisper that sliced through the heavy silence. “Show them.”

“Julian,” I called out, my voice slicing through the tension with unexpected sharpness. Those distinctive golden eyes, which had been surveying the chaos around us, snapped to meet mine with laser focus.

The deception was breathtaking. This wasn’t merely choosing sides; this was active participation in rewriting reality to paint Roxanne as the victim.

My body reacted instinctively.

Roxanne’s tears, manufactured and perfectly timed, made her eyes shimmer as she

widened them in wounded innocence.

“Wait just a damn minute,” he interrupted aggressively, his voice escalating with desperate determination to control the narrative. “Jewelry designs overlap constantly. You can’t simply claim ownership of something because it resembles a piece you once owned. This represents another one of Seraphina’s manipulative schemes. She’s harbored jealousy toward Roxanne for years, consistently attempting to sabotage her happiness!”

My heart performed a painful, victorious leap in my chest.

“Julian, stop!” I shrieked, throwing myself forward and grasping his arm before he could deliver the fatal strike. His muscles felt like granite beneath my fingers,

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trembling with barely restrained lethal force.

They stared at me like I had completely lost touch with reality, as though these vivid

memories were elaborate delusions I had constructed.

I whirled to face him. “The set you commissioned for me, Julian. She rifled through my belongings and took everything.”

All color drained from my face. Previous attacks? He was manufacturing complete lies. This marked the first time I had ever laid a hand on her. He was deliberately distorting everything, painting me as some kind of habitual abuser because I had slapped him before leaving previously.

The atmosphere crackled with raw power emanating from Julian. Nolan’s face became a mask of absolute terror, blood beginning to flow from his split lip.

Before I could process his words completely, before I could mount any defense against such horrific accusations, Julian exploded into motion.

“The engraved initials,” I gasped desperately, redirecting his attention back to the central issue, my voice strained with urgency. “Roxanne! Show everyone the initials!”

He hesitated, those blazing golden eyes meeting mine for one crucial moment. The distraction created the opening I needed.

Someone else in this room knew exactly what had transpired.

“Seraphina, you’re being absolutely ridiculous,” my mother Luna declared, her tone dripping with exasperation as if she were addressing a petulant toddler mid-tantrum. “We already explained this situation to you. These exquisite pieces were our belated birthday surprise for Roxanne. We selected them specifically because we understand her appreciation for rare, distinctive jewelry.”

“How could you accuse me of such a thing? Seraphina, you’re obviously deflecting from your own violent behavior. You can’t assault people just because jealousy is eating you alive. Mother, Father, please tell her the truth. Explain that these were your thoughtful gift to me!” Her voice pitched dramatically higher, designed to elicit maximum sympathy from everyone watching.

My parents, for the first time I could remember, appeared genuinely stunned.

My gaze snapped to Roxanne, delivering both a final plea and an undeniable challenge,

He thrust an accusatory finger in my direction, his features contorting with rage. “And

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now you’re trying to frame Roxanne for theft? After you already physically assaulted her? This isn’t your first time striking her, is it, Seraphina? You’re an unstable, dangerous woman, and you’ve repeated this violent behavior tonight.”

But I hadn’t imagined any of it.

Julian pressed his advantage relentlessly. He surged forward, those golden eyes blazing with murderous intent, his entire being radiating dangerous, primal energy.

Before I could formulate any defense, before the words could even take shape in my throat, my parents moved forward in perfect synchronization. Their united front spoke volumes about where their loyalty resided.

“Don’t do this! Please!”

“You remember these pieces, don’t you? This entire moonstone collection. The one you personally commissioned for my eighteenth birthday celebration, right after our engagement became official.” My voice fractured on that final phrase, the agonizing memory of our hasty, arranged union suddenly searing through me. “Each stone features a custom cut, a completely unique design. They’re absolutely unmistakable.”

Nolan staggered backward, his head whipping sideways, shock and agony flooding his eyes as he collided with a decorative side table, sending an ornate vase crashing to the floor in countless pieces.

The silence that descended was so oppressive it seemed to steal the oxygen from my lungs. Every person present, including Nolan with his venomous glare, turned their attention to Julian. His expression remained unreadable momentarily, his jaw clenched tight, his gaze shifting from Roxanne’s throat to her wrist where the matching bracelet now sparkled mockingly.

Everything I had bottled up for years erupted in that single, resounding slap. Every moment of being overlooked, dismissed, and treated like I didn’t matter culminated in the sting across Roxanne’s cheek.

Then he spoke. His voice resonated with deep authority that immediately silenced even my mother’s forming objection. “She’s absolutely correct.”

A feral snarl erupted from his throat, the unmistakable sound of an enraged alpha’s fury unleashed. One instant, Nolan was sneering triumphantly at me. The next, Julian’s fist connected with his jaw in a bone-crushing impact.

“Absolutely correct. We decided Roxanne deserved something genuinely

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