All Chapters of The Lost Alpha Princess: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

The police dug up Deirdre’s remains the next day. They found her exactly where Pat said she would be. After the autopsy, Victor arranged for the police to expedite the release of the remains to Andrew for a proper burial.The services for Deirdre were scheduled for the morning of Victor’s ascension ceremony rehearsal and the dinner afterward.Amy, Mr. Gray, and Justin returned from the beach immediately after Amelia and Pat were arrested. Amy was at Archer Manor holding Andrew’s hand when the police told him they had found Deirdre under the garage floor.Victor and I attended the private memorial at Andrew’s church and the graveside service at a little cemetery on a hill that faced east.“Deirdre loved to watch the sunrise,” Andrew told Amy after the last prayers were said over the coffin.“Then I think she would like this place,” Amy said. “It’s pretty and peaceful.” She hugged Andrew tightly. “She is finally at peace. It’s time for you to move forward with your life.”Andrew put his

Life was going our way. Victor was the Leader of the Association, and I was starting classes at Frampton University in two weeks!I had to go shopping for new jeans and tops. A silk designer dress would be out of place as I walked through the quad.But today, I promised to walk through Archer Manor with Amy. We wanted to make notes about any changes and ideas we had to convert the enormous old mansion into a place for homeless Betas and Omegas to start over.I drove to Lycan Square and parked in front of the manor. I spotted Amy and climbed from my car to meet her at the manor’s front door.“It’s still creepy,” Amy said. “How do I fix creepy?”“Paint it a lighter color?” I suggested. But the bad vibes seemed to emanate from the core of the house. Paint couldn’t cover that.But I didn’t want to discourage Amy from her mission. Her idea to turn this place into something positive must become a reality. A homeless shelter and employment training center were needed in Denhurst.We climbed

I slowly opened the hidden door to see what was on the other side.Like the walls, the door was made of heavy granite, cut to fit between the columns, and perfectly balanced, making it easy to open and close after the lock was disengaged.The short section of the hallway on the other side of the door was in shadow. Farther on, there was a T-junction about twenty feet into the tunnel. Light was shining from around both corners.The walls, ceilings, and floor of the passage were granite. The space looked dry and a little dusty, but the air was clear and breathable.Excitement buzzed through my veins as my mind tried to absorb what was before me. I heard stories about the Ivory Column Passages all my life.Six of the tunnels led throughout and beneath the complex, making it possible for the highest-ranking members of the Association to move around the buildings without being seen.The Association claimed the six passages had stopped being used a century ago and were sealed off.But peopl

The traffic was light, and I made it to the mansion in less than twenty minutes. I parked near the garage and hurried inside.Benson was waiting for me in the foyer.“Miss Woodward is waiting in the sitting room,” he told me. “I’ve brought her tea and cookies.”“Thank you, Benson,” I said. “Will you tell my father I’ll need to speak to him when I finish with Heather?”“Of course, Miss Wilson,” Benson replied. “Please let me know if you need anything else.”I gave him a smile and hurried into the sitting room.Heather jumped to her feet when she saw me. “How could you do it, Daisy?” Tears welled in her eyes. “I knew I shouldn’t have told you anything.”I shook my head. “Heather, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”“Then how did they know I spoke to you?” she snapped. Her body trembled with anger while tears flowed down her cheeks.I sat on the sofa and urged her to sit next to me. “Please tell me what happened, Heather. Maybe I can help.”Heather remained standing and crossed her

I learned a few things I didn’t know about ghosts and hauntings before my phone rang again.It was Heather. Her voice was filled with joy. “Daisy, I want to thank you. You’ve made our lives better than they were before.”“I’m glad,” I said. “I’m sorry I haven’t had a chance to call you and tell you the good news.” I felt a little ashamed that I had forgotten about her.“Dad is excited to start his new job at Wilson, Inc. He’s going to love working there, and he’s never made that much money. And the new deed to our house just arrived. Our home is now safe from being taken from us.”“My friend Amy is starting a new homeless shelter and employment training center at the old Archer Manor,” I said. “She said she’d hire you to work there if you want.”“I’d love to work for Amy and help the homeless!” Heather enthused. “Thank you, Daisy.”“You are very welcome,” I said. “I’ll call you tomorrow with more details about the job. I’m meeting Amy soon and must get going.”“Okay. Thanks again.”As