Fell for the Alpha-less Queen

Chapter 574 Bloodlines and Betrayals

Just then, Louis emerged from the bedroom, temples streaked with gray. Clearly, he hadn't slept in days

"Louis!" Yardley rushed over like a drowning man grabbing a lifeline. "Please, talk to them. We just want to sce Dad. That's all!"

Louis looked at Yardley, disappointment written deep in his eyes. "Sir, Mr. Walter is unconscious. Even if you go in, there's nothing you can say. And besides-

His gaze slid to the lawyer standing nearby. "Bringing a lawyer to visit a dying man? That's not going to look good, is it?"

Lila's face stiffened.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Winona snapped. "We brought a lawyer just in case-"

"In case the old man passes and you get nothing from the will?" Louis cut straight through the pretense. “Relax. He already finalized it while he was still lucid. The notary has been here. Every detail's clearly written out."

He paused, then spoke mòre heavily. "Mr. Walter loved his family more than anything. Can't you let him have some peace at the end?"

Yardley froze, throat dry. Louis had hit the mark-and hard. He had no reply.

The lawyer, sensing the tension, wisely stepped back. This water was far too deep.

Louis didn't say anything else. He turned and gently closed the bedroom door behind him.

monitor beeped steadily. Outside, Yardley and his group

the Nightshade Pack

by a mole planted by Nathan three years ago in the Nightshade Pack

to the underground vault. Inside

was the only shot they'd ever had. The vault had been locked down tight for years.

provided by the

with inhuman speed, pulling a tranquilizer needle from

could react.

he rushed toward the

had just been moved. During the brief switch, the mole approached under

Bloodlines and

from

on the lock.

the wall, head jerking up at the sound. His eyes

sneered. "Took you long enough. Another day down here and I'd have rotted

of confinement had stripped him of patience. His voice was sharp and

couldn't move until S was caught. The key only works

wake. The iron shackles had left deep, bloodied grooves

Grant, voice like frost, "Lead the

navigating the route with confidence. The mole had already provided a full map of

head back and inhaled deeply.