The Pack's Daughter (Aysel and Magnus) novel Chapter 522

Chapter 522

Third Person’s POV

Outside the estate gates, a deep, practiced voice suddenly called out.

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“Alpha Lucien, are you home? I’m Scarlett’s father-Alph Alaric. I came here to personally compensate you for the embroidery that was destroyed.”

Alpha Alaric’s lower body was useless now, his once-commanding frame confined to a wheelchair. Caden Blackthorn stood behind him, pushing him forward with steady, deliberate steps.

The money in Alaric’s hands had been scraped together from selling the last property under his own name.

In truth, he shouldn’t have needed to part with it at all-every coin and asset he’d owned had long been transferred into Elira’s name. If she wished, she could have easily released enough to smooth the path for Scarlett.

But Elira was a woman of calculated greed. Once something entered her grasp, she never gave it back.

When she learned that Alpha Alaric still had a property in his name, she had leaned close, her voice dripping with persuasion.

“Alaric… once Scarlett is free, the three of us will leave Mooncrest behind and head overseas to join our son. That property will be of no use to us then. Better to sell it now-secure her release-and when she walks out, we’ll board the first plane. Won’t that be perfect?”

Alaric hadn’t even thought twice before agreeing.

When Elira received the news, she had been so pleased the celebrated with Caden in the back seat of a car in the hospital parking lot.

It was the last drop of value wrung out of Alpha Alaric.

No money, no home-nothing left.

Once they left the country, he would be left to wander the streets until the end of his days.

A fool to the very last.

And now, that same fool-shuffled around like a pawn-was being driven by Caden to the Duskgrave estate.

Alaric’s plan was simple: pay the full value for the shredded National Bloom-two million-and ask Lucien Duskgrave to release Scarlett.

Just a little longer, Scarlett, he thought. Your father is about to bring you home.

He clung to that fantasy, a smug smile creeping onto his face.

After all, who could resist the lure of gold?

In his mind, Lucien’s anger was easy to explain-Scarlett ad disrupted Matriarch Duskgrave’s birthday banquet, embarrassing him in front of the elite. But an Alpha prince was still a businessman, and businessmen always loved profit.

Once the money was in his hands, surely Lucien would let Scarlett go.

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And when they were safely overseas, Alaric intended to hire someone to sabotage Lucien’s East Ridge project-make him bleed every last coin until he was ruined.

Alaric was never the kind to forgive and forget. Anyone who crossed him had to pay in pain.

His self-satisfied smirk had barely formed when another car came tearing up the drive, screeching to a halt behind Caden’s.

The door was flung open, and a woman burst out-bandages wrapped around one eye, moving like a beast gone mad.

Her one remaining eye burned with venomous fury, locking onto Alpha Alaric the way a viper marks its

prey.

“ALERIC-!”

Her roar tore through the air as she closed the distance and, without warning, delivered a resounding slap that cracked against his face.

“You murdered my father, sent Kael Vale to prison, and tole Riley from me! And now-you dare sell the house I gave you to save that bastard-born whelp of a mistress? I’ll tear you apart!”

It was Luna Zara-though now she looked nothing like the poised Luna she once was. Dressed in a hospital gown, skin as pale as ash, her empty eye socket wept fresh blood, staining the gauze crimson.

Her entire face was twisted with rage, a creature risen from the depths of the Underworld.

She clawed at Alaric, nails like talons raking bloody lines across his cheeks.

Trapped in his chair, Alaric couldn’t move fast enough to avoid her.

“Caden! Pull this lunatic off me!” he barked.

Caden, Scarlett’s biological father, lunged forward. The deal to save his daughter was finally within reach-he couldn’t allow Luna Zara to ruin it.

But before his hand could close on her arm, a larger, stronger hand caught his wrist in a crushing grip.

Caden’s head snapped up-only to meet the cold, hard gaze of Theo.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Caden demanded.

Theo’s presence wasn’t coincidence.

When Luna Zara had discovered Alaric leaving the hospital, she had been desperate to follow. Theo had been the one to drive her, tailing Alaric’s car all the way to the Duskgrave estate.

And Theo’s eyes now burned with disgust.

Only yesterday, he had seen it-Elira and Caden together in the back seat of a car in the hospital parking lot and had sex like beasts. The image had seared itself into his mind, leaving him frozen in disbelief at their betrayal.

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Chapter 523

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The bitter feud between Luna Zara and Alpha Alaric had become the most talked-about scandal in Mooncrest Medical Center.

In her fury and hunger for revenge, Luna Zara had dragged every sordid truth into the open-how Alpha Alaric and Dean Elira Blackthorn had been entangled for years, how Scarlett was not his true-born heir, and how Caden Blackthorn-Alaric’s “driver”-was in fact Eliras own brother by blood.

Theo Hale, however, knew nothing of Caden’s true identity. He still believed the male to be Elira’s actual younger brother.

That was why, when he caught sight of the “siblings” tangled together in such depravity inside a parked car, the sight had nearly stopped his heart. Disgust rose like bile in his throat, his wolf pacing and snarling within.

Theo Hale was a male of unshakable principle, one who despised violations of bloodline law with every fiber of his being.

Clamping a steel-strong grip on Caden Blackthorn’s arm, Theo didn’t hesitate-his fist drove forward in a brutal arc, connecting squarely with the Omega’s face.

The blow landed with a sharp crack, and Caden’s head snapped back as blood burst from his nose.

Without breaking stride, Theo’s leg whipped upward, his boot slamming mercilessly into Caden’s groin.

A guttural cry tore from the Omega’s throat. He crumpled, curling in on himself, both hands cupping the injury as his breath came in ragged gasps.

Alpha Alaric’s fury ignited instantly. He shoved Luna Zara aside, bellowing, “Are you out of your damned mind?”

Ignoring the claw marks raked across his face, Alaric turned toward Caden with frantic urgency. “Caden, are you hurt?”

In his mind, Elira and Caden were bonded by a tragic sibling devotion-orphans from youth, surviving by relying on one another. He still clung to the romantic notion that Caden had sacrificed his own education, working from an early age so that Elira could finish her studies.

If Elira ever learned that he had failed to protect her brother, she would be devastated. Scarlett, too, respected her uncle deeply-always quoting the old saying, “A mother’s brother is second only to the father.” Alaric had agreed wholeheartedly.

To him, Caden was a rare gem of a brother-in-law-over forty, still single, having forsaken a mate and pups of his own for the sake of his sister and niece.

Now, Alaric snarled at Theo Hale, his voice dripping with venom.

“If you’ve damaged him-if he can’t sire pups because of you-you and I will have a reckoning you won’t

survive!”

Theo’s lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. His gaze on Alaric was the kind one might give a complete fool.

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