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!"

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

with Alice, "and I'm offering a solution. If you don't agree to this deal,

gritted teeth. "We'll

said smoothly, his lips curling into

the legal team and go to the werewolf council. Everything will be made public

light in Morpheus' eyes

the consequences of his decision-he

was the only way to keep their family

day, the transfer of the Ghost Pack was

now incorporated into the

anger, and defiance from the wolves of

my surprise, they welcomed

clear that Morpheus and his family had been a burden to them

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

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sat at my desk, a familiar scent wafted

as 1 recognized

to see him striding towards me, his long legs eating

eyes locked on mine, and in a deep, warm voice,

tone, a kind of

hand gently brushing a stray lock