Semua Bab They Sent Me to Prison, I Became Alpha: Bab 1 - Bab 8

I looked at the three people in front of me: my birth father, Alpha Marcus; my birth mother, Luna Elara; and the fake heiress they raised as their own, Grace. My eyes were cold, as if I were looking at strangers."Can I help you?""Amelia, come home." My mother looked at me, her face a mask of fake pity. "We can arrange some job for you in the pack. Anything is better than... this. Working as a servant."I froze. My eyes flickered from the diamond necklace at her throat—the showstopper from last month's Vienna auction—to my own bare skin. A servant. That's what she thought I was.My Beta, Chloe, had insisted I wear the moonstone necklace, but I'd refused.I like flying under the radar."Yes, sister," Grace chimed in, her voice sickly sweet. "Our estate happens to need a gardener. You should come. We'll provide food and lodging, and I'll take care of you."A gardener?I had to bite back a laugh. "No, thank you."My father, Marcus, frowned, his gaze falling on the deep scar that snaked u

The night of the party, the manor was ablaze with light.I stood at the entrance next to Grace, greeting guests in that hideous purple dress.The train on Grace's gown was ridiculously long, spreading out a good ten feet behind her, and her diamond tiara glittered blindingly under the crystal chandeliers.I wasn't even a backdrop; I was a ghost."And who is this? A distant relative of the Alpha?" an elder asked my father, looking at me with confusion.My father looked embarrassed. "This is my eldest daughter, Amelia. She just returned to the pack."The elder blinked, then chuckled awkwardly. "Oh... my mistake. My apologies, Alpha."I heard Grace's quiet snicker and could only clench the fabric of my skirt in my fists."And this is our Grace, a true genius who just passed the Elite Academy selection," my mother said on the other side of the room, her arm linked with Grace's, introducing her proudly to every guest.Applause followed them everywhere.No one gave me a second glance.I took

The gala was winding down. I stepped outside.The night wind blew, and I looked up at the crescent moon.It was a moon just like this three years ago, on the day I was released from prison.I walked out of that heavy iron gate, covered in scars, with nothing to my name.Only Chloe had believed I was framed. Only she was willing to stand by my side.Bit by bit, we clawed out our own territory, absorbing the smaller packs around us.Three years later, the name Crimson Fang appeared for the first time on the list of North American wolf packs.No matter how hard it got, I never once thought about going back to the Silver Moon Pack.That home died for me the moment they sent me to the tribunal.In the parking area outside the gala, my custom armored Maybach was waiting quietly.I was just about to walk over."Amelia?!"Elara's voice came from behind me.I stopped and saw my father, mother, and Grace standing on the steps, all three of them staring at the car.Elara's face instantly turned u

The Enforcers' ruling came down quickly.The Silver Moon Pack was ordered to pay a hefty fine to the Red Fang Pack. On top of that, Marcus was forced to cede a crucial piece of border territory to us.It was the most mineral-rich land in their northern territory.The day the ruling was delivered to the Silver Moon estate, Marcus was so furious he coughed up blood and collapsed. The doctor said the shock and rage were too much for his system. He needed long-term rest and couldn't handle pack affairs for the foreseeable future.Grace had to take over temporarily.But Elara had raised her like a delicate flower in a greenhouse. Other than putting on a show and crying, she knew nothing about running a pack.In just one month, several of Silver Moon's major business deals fell through.Two smaller packs that were previously allied with Silver Moon took the opportunity to declare their independence.The stock price of their corporate empire plummeted by forty percent.Meanwhile, my Red Fang