Chapter 138

Elizabeth's POV

I had barely pulled up to the villa when I noticed a group of people gathered at the entrance, their presence unmistakable in the dim evening light. The sight made my heart sink.

It was my adoptive parents' family, and from the looks on their faces, this wasn't a social call.

They eyed the luxury car I stepped out of with a flash of jealousy that quickly transformed into eager, fawning smiles.

as a performance I had seen before-one they had perfected over the years whenever they needed something from me.

Alice, however, stood off to the side, her head down, eyes narrowing with resentment.

It was clear that she hadn't let go of her bitterness.

Even now, when their family was in a crisis, Alice couldn't hide her distaste for me.

I walked up the steps slowly, letting the cool night air calm my nerves before speaking.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, though I already knew the answer.

They wouldn't be here unless they needed something-again.

Morpheus, my adoptive father, cleared his throat, the guilt in his eyes making it obvious that the situation was worse than usual.

We came to ask for your help, Elizabeth. It's.... it's about the pack's finances."

His voice wavered as he spoke, and I could already tell where this was going.

From their stumbling words, I quickly pieced together the story.

Morpheus had gotten into trouble with gambling again.

he had borrowed a large sum of money using Alice's name, promising to invest it in a 'surefire' business deal that

nothing but crushing

my expression unreadable, though inside I felt

me to

mother, Shakira, wrung her hands

on you, Elizabeth. You know that. You've helped us before... millions even. Please, just this last

with desperation, but I had heard these promises

helped them, they found a way to dig themselves deeper into trouble, like a bottomless pit that

firmly. "No.

The atmosphere shifted instantly.

snapped her head up, eyes blazing with

cut off

and the shock was enough to

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you dare speak to

growled, his tone more fearful than

mercy now, and any

was momentarily

had my adoptive parents

like the golden child, even when it was clear she

the wall, they were willing

makes me a little

they come up with in order to come after me for

occur to me at the time that they would throw a

softened, almost

o only

have nowhere else

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