After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted

Chapter 140

"You've said all you know," I said slowly, trying to keep my voice steady. "And now you want my help."

Shakira nodded, pleading with her eyes. "Please. Don't blame us, Elizabeth. We had no choice."

I clenched my fists, unsure of how to feel.

A part of me hated Shakira and Morpheus for everything they had put me through, for the lies, the betrayal.

But another part of me couldn't forget that they had once cared for me, even if it had been for the wrong reasons.

Shakira shared the same bloodline as my mother.

Despite everything, I couldn't let them die under the weight of their mistakes.

"I'll help you pay this debt," I said after a long pause, "but I'm not giving you the money outright like before. Il lend it to you."

Shakira and Morpheus exchanged confused glances.

"You'll need to use something as collateral," I added.

Shakira looked at me with wide eyes. "We don't have anything. It's all gone."

"No," Leo interjected, stepping forward with a knowing look. His voice was calm, almost calculating. "You still have the Ghost Pack" Morpheus' face drained of color, and Shakira's mouth dropped open in shock.

Before they could speak, Alice, their daughter, stormed into the room.

never going to happen!" she screamed, her voice echoing through

This pack was supposed to be my mother's legacy. It should

If you don't agree to this deal,

teeth. "We'll

no rush," Leo said smoothly, his lips curling into

team and go to the werewolf council. Everything will be

light in

knew the consequences of his decision-he had lost

way to keep their

transfer of the Ghost Pack was finalized

was now incorporated into the Silvermoon Pack, ruled by

resistance, anger, and defiance from the wolves of the

they welcomed

family had

was consumed by the responsibilities of the Ghost Pack. Papers, meetings, decisions-everything demanded my attention. Amidst the chaos,

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I sat at my desk, a familiar scent wafted

skipped a beat as 1

see him striding towards me, his long legs eating up the

in a deep, warm voice,

kind of relief that

gently brushing a stray lock of hair