The Rogue is a Female Alpha novel Chapter 579

The Rogu SAFemale Alphe

Chapter 579

Snowflakes

The beep of my cellphone ripped me from sleep like a gunshot.

Finished

I jolted upright, heart hammering so hard it hurt, eyes flying open to the same dress still hanging on the stand.

Father’s quiet apology stitched into silk. A soft, exhausted sigh slipped past my lips. I reached for the phone with trembling fingers, squinting at the screen through the haze of half–sleep.

Ares Bani.

Can we talk, Snow? Please?‘

The words landed like ice water down my spine. One second of reading them was enough; the meaning behind them was another beast entirely.

My grip loosened. The phone slipped from my hand, clattering softly onto the sheets. I turned over, curling into myself, trying to chase sleep again, anything to drown the sudden roar in my chest.

Last night I’d come straight to bed after the gates slammed shut behind me. None of my brothers had come to check on me.

I was grateful for that small mercy. I didn’t want them to see me like this. Shattered, hollow, barely holding the pieces together.

Sleep was just beginning to drag me under again when the phone buzzed once

more.

I groaned low in my throat, reaching blindly. The name on the screen made my breath catch.

Tilly V.

Can I call, Miss Snow?

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Bettre ! Incoming call.

I answered instantly.

“Miss Snow, good morning…” Her voice cracked, breathless, frantic. “I just received the official statement. They’re prosecuting my sister in court. You know she isn’t the murderer. She won’t survive one day in jail. Please, you have to help me. I’m begging you.”

Words failed me. My throat closed tight. I knew she was telling the truth. The housekeeper hadn’t killed Mr. Lins. Every instinct screamed it but the evidence had been twisted so expertly it looked airtight.

I bit my lower lip hard enough to taste copper, listening to her ragged breathing on the other end until something finally clicked.

“You remember the package you were delivered?” I asked quietly. “The one with the chopped finger?”

A long pause. Then, small and frightened.

“Yes. The one I showed you and the gentlemen who came by?”

“The very one.” My voice steadied, though my pulse roared. “I need you to bring it to H.O.W.L. Can you do that for me?”

“Expect me soon.”

“Good. And please, be careful. Alright?”

“You too.”

I ended the call and threw the covers off, legs already moving before my mind caught up. I grabbed the thin jacket from the rack, heart racing as I hurried down the hall to Roc’s bedroom.

I knocked softly.

Silence. Then footsteps. The door opened.

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31 pm

Chapter 579

**Finished

Rot stool there in loose pajama pants, hair trussed from sleep, eyes narrowing the instant he saw my face. i dipped my head in quick greeting, but my gaze slid past him to the bed.

Seraphine was still asleep, bare shoulders rising and falling gently beneath the sheet. My stomach twisted.

Could I even ask this of her?

“You alright?” Roc’s voice snapped me back. Low. Concerned.

I nodded too quickly.

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