Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 254

Chapter 254

Jack nodded, a sheen of tears wafem ris og

I carefully closed the box, holding the aeth reverence. in my hands.

lividing assets…” sets

Werewolves weren’tscient so different from humans in their greed.

es lined with text wet it beather bound books. Jack walked around his

logy. I shogic 1.should have introduced you to the family sooner. I

1. Beinn er. Being reunited with family is what matters most.”

hot photographs or perhaps some memorabilia. When I opened it offrendo

aperthe papers as I processed what I was seeing. This wasn’t some

renowned company.

at something this valuable.”

mother’s. I’ve been holding them for her all these years, hoping…” He He

birthright, Iris.”

y shoulders. Not just my portion, but my mother’s as well. I’d be el. Edhe

ce, carefully returning the documents to the folder, maldes

od box. Jack’s expression softened with nostalgia as he looked at it. My at it. My

ere.

n glow. The jade pieces were exquisite a necklace, earrings, and mys, and ing the smooth, cool stone. The craftsmanship was breathtaking, theaking, the

softer. “She left instructions that they should be passed topa so down to her

ever even knew what she looked like. I said quiete & gungly seeing a pang of

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Jealousy Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 255

Iris POV

Ethan drove me home. I watched the streetlights slide past the car window, their glow creating rhythmic patterns of light and shadow across my lap. My mind was still processing everything that had happened. The sandalwood box holding the jade jewelry sat on my lap, and I found

myself running my fingers over the carved lid again and again.

In the rearview mirror, I caught Ethan glancing at me repeatedly, his brow furrowed with what looked like concern.

Finally, he broke the silence. “About tonight,” he said, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. “Don’t take it too much to heart. Amanda is…” He

paused, searching for the right words. “She’s been spoiled. She’s always wary around strangers, but she’s not a bad person.”

“I understand,” I replied simply. And I did. Family dynamics were rarely simple, especially when someone new entered the picture. Amanda’s hostility hadn’t surprised me – I’d faced worse from Catherine for years. At least Amanda had principles she wouldn’t compromise, even for

someone she disliked.

Back at Blue Harbor, I kicked off my heels the moment I walked through the door. My feet ached from standing too long, and I wiggled my toes against the cool hardwood floor with relief. I changed out of my dress, hanging it carefully before slipping into a comfortable robe. The sandalwood box found its place on my nightstand, the jade pieces visible through the partially open lid.

1 ran my bath extra hot, adding a few drops of the lavender oil Rachel had given me to help with pregnancy stress. The steam fogged the mirror as i eased myself into the water, a small sigh escaping my lips as my muscles relaxed immediately. Tension seeped out of my shoulders, and I let my head rest against the edge of the tub.

As I soaked, my thoughts circled back to those questioning looks from some Lowell family members. Their doubt had been obvious in the slight narrowing of eyes, the whispered comments, the evaluating glances. I need to prove myself worthy. I have to show them Jack’s choice wasn’t

wrong.

I rubbed my hand gently over my stomach, the skin warm and smooth beneath my palm. And I need to protect you, little one. No matter what happens, I’ll make sure you’re safe.

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After my bath, I wrapped myself in my robe and padded barefoot to my desk, where I noticed the invitation samples waiting for my approval. My birthday celebration was approaching fast – the first one I would celebrate as a Lowell. I picked up the guest list and went through it name by name, mentally checking off people who genuinely wished me well and crossing out those whose presence would only add tension.

When my finger reached William Grey’s name, my heart gave an uncomfortable lurch. Thoughts of Sebastien followed immediately, like an unwelcome shadow. My jaw tightened involuntarily, and I realized I was gripping the paper too hard.

I don’t want him at my party. It would only make things awkward for everyone, especially me.

The memory of his coldness, his accusations, his disbelief in me they all bubbled up, turning my stomach sour. The way he’d looked at me when I asked for a divorce, like I was some stranger he’d never truly known. This celebration was about me embracing my new identity, not about reopening old wounds.

Til only send an invitation to William Grey himself, I decided aloud, my voice firm in the quiet room. “Not to any other Grey family members. This will be my first decision as a member of the Lowell family.”