A Broken Alpha Heiress' Revenge novel Chapter 52

Chapter 52

Riley’s POV

I slidy’t spare the driver another glance.

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Turned around and walked straight back into the Ebonclaw estate, heels echoing against the marble like a declaration of war.

He barked at me like a nutt, thinking just because he drove for Alpha Alaric, he could speak down to me. Guess he forgot- Tm not a slog. I’m the daughter they buried and now suddenly need.

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Which he did.

It didu beven take a full minute before I heard his panicked footsteps behind me. Gone was the arrogance he was all smiles now, practically groveling.

“Miss, please–Alpha and Lama are waiting for you at the summit. If you don’t come now, we’ll be late.”

didn’t answer.

it down on the leather couch, poured myself a cup of jasmine tea, and sipped it slowly. Deliberately.

The driver hovered like a fly in summer heat, pacing and fidgeting like a rogue in heat season.

“Please.” he tried again, nearly begging, “it’s my fault. I spoke out of turn. But the summit’s already begun–if we don’t leave dow, we’ll miss it entirely.”

I finally looked up, locking eyes with him.

“Know your place.” I said quietly. “You’re a driver, not a Pack Elder. If it’s not your concern, stay out of it.”

He paled “Yes, Miss. I understand.”

No, he didn’t. But at least he pretended to.

I

finished the last sip of tea and checked the clock. 8:00 PM sharp. The summit must’ve already started.

I let another thirty minutes tick by just to be petty. Then I rose, set the cup down gently, and said, “Let’s go.”

He looked like he’d just been pardoned from a death sentence. Practicaly sprinted to the SUV to open the door for me.

This time, I didn’t argue. Slipped into the back seat, one leg crossed over the other, and leaned back with my eyes closed. Nyra stirred faintly inside me.

“You should’ve made him crawl,” she growled.

“No.” I answered silently. “That comes later. After I’ve won.

Third Person POV

At the same time, the summit was already halfway through

The Ebonclaw delegation sat clustered in the front row of the Silverfang Auction Hall–Alpha Alaric, Luna Zara Kael Vale, and of course, Scarlett

Atari’s jaw was locked tight, face stormy with barely leashed fury. “Where the hell is that ungrateful brat? It’s been over thirty

Zata twisted her hands in her lap. “Alaric, do you have her number? Just call her.”

If I had it, don’t you think I would’ve already tried he snapped. “You don’t have it?”

“Thought you had it, she hissed, visibly flustered.

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Kael groaned and pulled out his phone. “I’ll call the driver.”

The line connected quickly.

“Where are you?” Kael barked. “The summit started half an hour ago.

The driver’s voice was hesitant. “We just left the estate, Young Alpha…”

“You what?”

Kael’s voice exploded like a whip crack.

“We told you to pick her up before the summit began!”

“She…refused to leave. I tried-”

“I don’t care what she did,” Kael growled. “She better be here before the final lot is announced.”

Her gaze had been fixed all night on one man–the Stormridge heir from Northhaven.

They said he was born during a blood eclipse–an omen of doom–and marked by a red peony on his chest, one that no healer could erase and no silver could scar

It wasn’t just expensive. It was divine.

Midnight–black. Hand–stitched. And across his chest, a single, blood–red peony embroidered with such precision it looked

No one who dressed like that no one who looked like that could be as monstrous as the rumors claimed. Could they!

Jealousy twisted in her gut like poison.

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Riley.

That monster… was supposed to marry B

Riley, the forgotten daughter. The girl who’d spent half her life in chains, then returned like a ghost the Pack wished would disappear again.

Why should she be gifted a man like that?

Scarlett’s lips pressed into a thin line.

If the Stormridge Prince was truly as cruel as they said–so be it. Let Riley rot in that marriage.

But if the rumors were wrong… if this Prince was powerful and desirable… then Riley didn’t deserve him.

No.

Scarlett wouldn’t stand by and let Riley get a single shred of happiness.

Not when she’d spent her whole life stealing scraps of attention that rightfully belonged to her.

She grabbed her phone and typed out a message quickly.

The driver glanced at Riley through the rearview mirror. She was leaning back in the seat, eyes closed, serene and composed.

But in his eyes, a cold glint flickered.

He had just received the message.

And it came from Scarlett.

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