<b>Chapter </b><b>125 </b>
Third Person POV
I was shoved roughly out of the packhouse.
A crowd of reporters waited outside, swarming in like flies. They rushed forward to take pictures of her the moment she appeared. Camera shes nearly blinded her, which showed no respect for ady
like her.
Anger burned inside her. “Stop,” she snapped at the reporters. “I am a noble! You need my permission to take my picture-”
But her voice was quickly drowned out by a wave of shouted questions:
“Is it true you cheated on our Alpha throughout your entire marriage?”
“They say you slept with all kinds of men–bodyguards, drivers, even homeless people. Is that true?”
“Was that why you got divorced?”
How dare they?!
Blocking her path, interrogating her like a fucking criminal. She wasn’t some cheap whore like Aria Collins. She had power and status. She deserved respect!
“All of you need to back away from me now, or I’ll have each of you charged with disrespecting a noble!” she said sternly, trying to sound proud and authoritative. “These matters are private.
Commoners like you have no right to know-”
THWACK!
An egg smashed into her face. Egg white and yolk dripped down her cheek and onto her clothes.
“Ahh-!” I screamed, shocked and humiliated. “Who did that? How dare you-!”
‘Bitch!” someone in the crowd yelled. “You’re no fuckingdy. Even a street whore has more self- respect than you!”
I’s face flushed red. Then, more angry shouts rose from the crowd:.
“You betrayed our Alpha–you’re an enemy of the entire Red Stone Pack!”
“I can’t believe I once thought you were the right one for Alpha Grayson. His new girlfriend is a hundred times better than you.”
“Yeah! Go to hell you fucking whore. Nevere back to him ever!”
I trembled with rage.
These lowlymoners were like fleas. Filthy. Disgusting. She always acted kind to them in public, but deep down, she looked down on anyone without a title or money. What did these peasants know? How dare they say Aria Collins was better than her? That little bitch reeked of poverty, just like the trash screaming at her right now. They all deserved to die.
“Stay away from me!” she shrieked, losing allposure she once had. “You don’t deserve to be this close to me. You don’t even have the right to speak to me directly. Where are my guards? Guards!”
Someone spat in her face andughed. “Still think you’re a fuckingdy? Here, you’re just an adulterer -a notorious bitch. Everyone gets to spit on you!”
“No! STOP!” she screamed.
The egg and spit on her made her feel sick. She tried to struggle, but the soldiers holding her gripped her shoulders tightly, not letting her escape.
More spit, fotten fruit, and eggs flew at her.
She, the most nobledy, had be everyone’s target.
She didn’t even know how she finally made it down the path away from the packhouse. The next thing she knew, she was shoved into a car, and the door mmed shut behind her.
“Oh my god… oh god… fuck…”
She trembled, looking down at her clothes. She tried to wipe herself clean but didn’t even know where to start. She was covered in filth.
“You look disgusting,” a rough, cold voice said from across the car.
I looked up sharply.
Sitting across from her was an old man with silver white hair. He looked at least eighty, but his eyes were sharp and cunning like a snake’s.
“Father!”
I gasped, her face turning pale.
“What… what are you doing here?”
sept
dimir St. ir, the current Alpha of Spike Hill Pack, stared coldly at her.
His expression twisted with disgust as he looked at the mess on her clothes and hair. “A member of my family was called a ‘filthy whore‘ in public bymoners. I had to see it for myself,” he said icily.
ALC
I swallowed nervously. “Father, don’t listen to them. It’s not what you think. I–I still have everything under control. I’ll fix this soon. I won’t let the family be shamed.”
Alpha dimir let out a coldugh.
I grew more nervous. She slid off her seat and knelt obediently at his feet, pressing her chest against his leg and looking up at him.
“Father, did you miss me…?” she batted her eyshes.
“With that look, you think you can turn any man on?” Alpha dimir kicked her away. “Get off me. You’re getting filth on my pants.”
I fell to the floor, humiliation shing across her face. Then she started sobbing, “F–Father, they framed me. Made me look guilty. Please, you have to help me.”
“But you ARE a filthy whore, aren’t you?” the old man said mercilessly. “You slept with those guard and soldiers. No mistake there.”
“It was just to make them useful, Father. My n almost worked-
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Alpha dimir poked the space between her legs with his cane. “Once too many men get a taste of your pussy, that thing loses its value. You should save yourself for men who truly deserve it, like Grayson Hart–not some poor guards and soldiers.”
I bit her lip and stayed silent.
Even she knew her father was right this time.
“I’ll help you this once. But only because of Grayson Hart. You must be his rightful Luna. Don’t waste all my years of training you,” Alpha dimir said.
I’s face lit up. “Of course, Father. But there’s a problem–Grayson is dating a little bitch named Aria Collins. They’re all over each other…”
Alpha dimir smirked. “Oh, she’s not just some little bitch. Didn’t you say she’s the heir to Frostpine Pack? A potential female Alpha? And she’s also Grayson’s first love?”
I pressed her lips together bitterly.
It infuriated her to admit that whore Aria had such luck–not only was she high–born, but she also had a deep history with Grayson. All of that should have been hers.
“Luckily, Grayson doesn’t know yet,” Alpha dimir continued. “And he must never find out. Otherwise, we’ll never separate him from that Aria.”
“I agree, Father. That’s why I’ve been trying to kill Aria. If she dies, all our problems are solved–
“Fucking idiot!” Alpha dimir snapped. “Grayson is protecting her like his own eyes. Trying to kill her will only get you in trouble–like it already has!”
I lowered her head. “Then what should we do, Father?”
“We just need to stop Aria Collins from reiming her true identity,<i>” </i>Alpha dimir said. “I’ve received word that Grayson found Aria’s father in Frostpine Pack and is trying to track down her mother through him. We can’t let them seed. Luckily, the girl’s father is a gambler, and the casino where he owes a huge debt belongs to us.”
I’s eyes lit up. “So he’spletely under our control! We can make him say whatever we want!”
Alpha dimir chuckled. “Exactly. Sit tight. We’re flying to Frostpine Pack now to meet this man, before Grayson does. We can’t let him tell Grayson who the girl’s mother really is.”
I agreed excitedly.
They immediately boarded a private jet to Frostpine Pack.
5 hourster, theynded at the airport.
I shivered as she stepped out of the ne. “This ce is so cold and backward. Even if Aria is the heir here, what’s there to be proud of?”
Alpha dimir shot her a cold look. “Frostpine Pack keeps to itself, but they have <i>the </i>strongest army in the world. No one dares to mess with them. If you think Aria Collins‘ inheritance means nothing, you’re the fool.”
I shut up, annoyed.
They got into a in ck car at the airport–nothing about it suggested an Alpha and his daughter were inside. The car drove through the city, then further out, until it reached a slum.
“God, this ce stinks,” Iined, covering her nose after getting out.
“And this is where Aria Collins grew up,” Alpha dimir said, ncing around. He turned to the driver.
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It infuriated her to admit that whore Aria had such luck–not only was she high–born, but she also had a deep history with Grayson. All of that should have been hers.
“Luckily, Grayson doesn’t know yet,” Alpha dimir continued. “And he must never find out. Otherwise, we’ll never separate him from that Aria.”
“I agree, Father. That’s why I’ve been trying to kill Aria. If she dies, all our problems are solved–”
“Fucking idiot!” Alpha dimir snapped. “Grayson is protecting her like his own eyes. Trying to kill her will only get you in trouble–like it already has!”
I lowered her head. “Then what should we do, Father?”
“We just need to stop Aria Collins from reiming her true identity<i>,</i><i>” </i>Alpha dimir said. “I’ve received word that Grayson found Aria’s father in Frostpine Pack and is trying to track down her mother through him. We can’t let them seed. Luckily, the girl’s father is a gambler, and the casino where he owes a huge debt belongs to us.”
I’s eyes lit up. “So he’spletely under our control! We can make him say whatever we want!”
Alpha dimir chuckled. “Exactly. Sit tight. We’re flying to Frostpine Pack now to meet this man before Grayson does. We can’t let him tell Grayson who the girl’s mother really is.”
I agreed excitedly.
They immediately boarded a private jet to Frostpine Pack.
5 hourster, theynded at the airport.
I shivered as she stepped out of the ne. “This ce is so cold and backward. Even if Aria is the heir here, what’s there to be proud of?”
Alpha dimir shot her a cold look. “Frostpine Pack keeps to itself, but they have the strongest army in the world. No one dares to mess with them. If you think Aria Collins‘ inheritance means nothing,
you’re the fool.”
I shut up, annoyed.
They got into a in ck car at the airport–nothing about it suggested an Alpha and his daughter were inside. The car drove through the city, then further out, until it reached a slum.
“God, this ce stinks,” Iined, covering her nose after getting out.
“And this is where Aria Collins grew up,” Alpha dimir said, ncing around. He turned to the driver.
“Where is Grayson now?”
“They just boarded a flighting here,” the driver replied respectfully.
“Good. That gives us at least five hours to get Mr. Collins in line. Let’s go<i>.</i>” Alpha dimir stepped onto the porch of the Collins home.
It was the darkest, dirtiest, most disgusting ce I had ever entered. The room was tiny like a shoebox, filled with trash and empty wine bottles. The air smelled of alcohol and rot. She couldn’t believe any human being lived here.
A few soldiers stood near a couch. At first, I thought the lump on it was just a pile of rags. But then it moved, and she realized it was a filthy man.
“Well, well, well, Mr. Collins. We finally meet,” Alpha dimir said, sitting across from him with a mocking smile. “I suppose you know why I’m here.”
The man looked terrified.
He might have been handsome when he was young, but years of drinking had ruined him. Now he just looked like a dirty skeleton.
“You… you’re an Alpha!” the man gasped, out of breath. “I owe the casino some money, not much,, just a bit… But I don’t understand why such a small debt would bring an Alpha here…”
Alpha dimir chuckled, “Oh<i>, </i>normally such a small amount wouldn’t interest me. When someone can’t pay me back, I usually just take a part of their body instead.”
The man shivered in fear.
“But you’re lucky, Mr. Collins. You have something I want.<i>” </i>Alpha dimir continued.
“Wh–what? Honestly, you can take anything you want,” the man stammered. “D–do you want this house? It’s old, but it’s under good maintenance…”
I couldn’t take it anymore. She snapped, “No one wants your rotten house! Don’t you have a daughter? Aria Collins?”
The man froze, his eyes widening.
After a small pause, he suddenly roared, “Aria Collins–that fucking bitch!”