The Alpha’s Hidden Heirs by Avery Rose

Chapter 142

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I tried to shake my head, but his grip on my jaw tightened, sending sharp pain through my face. It felt like he was moments away from breaking it.

“Don’t do this,” I pleaded, my voice strained. “Where will my parents go?”

He released me with a dark, humorless laugh. His expression was wild, almost unhinged, like a completely different person had taken over him.

This wasn’t the same man I had married. Back then, he had always been dangerous–but now, he looked far worse. It was as if the truth had broken him. He’d been composed before he learned it, but

after… this was what he had become.

Kane took another sip of his drink and turned his back to me. I stood frozen, staring at the scars on his back. One of them, just below his shoulder, was a mark I had left during a fight in the forest when he had been trying to help me. The memory filled me with guilt, though I wouldn’t dare voice it.

He moved to the bed and grabbed a pack of cigarettes. Setting his glass down on the nightstand, he pulled one out, lit it, and took a long drag. The faint smell of smoke filled the room as he turned to face me again.

“So,” he began, his voice low, “you’re an Alpha. All this time, you played the role of a weak Omega. I have to admit–I’m impressed by your acting skills.”

over, and he had won. There was nothing left for me to

to respond, his expression darkened further. His eyes glinted with irritation, and the silence between us grew heavier. Finally,

I said softly, looking away. “I misunderstood you during the war. I thought you had declared war against

to kill me?” he cut

I shook my head firmly. “It wasn’t my decision. I thought you were trying to kill my

your brother over me.” His tone was

course I did! I will always choose my family over you. Why would I pick you over them? Who are you to me? No one. So don’t expect me to change

in harsh words. But as soon as I saw his eyes flash red with fury, I realized I had gone too far. I had said more than I

me by the neck. My breath caught as his hand tightened, cutting off my air supply. His cigarette fell to the floor, forgotten, as he leaned closer, his face mere

during the war. While your brother feared for his life, he submitted to me. He begged me to spare him and his pack. And yet, you have the gall to talk to me

the pain in my throat, I glared at him. “My brother

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he were a coward, he wouldn’t have gone to war in the

curled into a cruel smirk. “Still so arrogant?” he muttered,

tightening. My throat burned, and I could feel my strength slipping away. Was he really going to kill me? I couldn’t entirely blame him–I had tried to kill him during the war. Perhaps this was