All Chapters of The Maid Is Alpha Heiress: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Cara’s POVI was excited when I entered the grand event. Finally, I was in the spotlight I had longed for, ready to be the center of attraction. I couldn’t wait to show these pack members just how stunning I could look. The wedding dress he had bought for me in the bag I was holding ready to wear it.I headed to the dressing room to try on the dress that Paul had gifted me. As I slipped into the fabric, I was curious on how I would look myself. I twirled in front of the mirror, admiring how the fabric hugged my curves, but as I look closer, my excitement reduce. The dress, even though it was still nice, was far too plain for the impression I wanted to make tonight... Too simple.I frown when I realized this wouldn't capture the attention I needed. I wanted heads to turn, eyes to widen in awe, and whispers to follow me wherever I went. What would I do now? This is not what I want. Just then, something caught my eye from the next dressing room... a beautiful dress, it has intricate d

Jolie’s POVI stood there, frozen for a moment, as the crowd murmur about me harshly. They mock me and it got me angry... And sad. The dress...my dress...on her body as if it is her own dress, but I knew the truth. She had stolen it. I had left it in the dressing room, and she had taken it as her own.I was scared because I was an Omega, and in this world, that meant little respect and fewer rights. It meant being silenced, being overlooked, being laughed at, just like they were doing to me now. “How could she afford such a dress?” they sneered. "An Omega claiming royalty?" They didn’t believe me. No one ever did.But then, I remembered something... Sibel words from before. She had told me that even Omegas had a right to fight for what was theirs. She had inspired me to be bold, to stand up for my own interests. I wasn’t going to let Cara get away with this. Not this time.I took a deep breath. I wasn’t going to be weak anymore.“This dress is mine,” I said, my voice shaking at first

Jolie’s POV“Get them!” I heard Cara yell. The crowd's shock and fear were replaced by anger when they realized Charles’ shout had been a trick. The guests moved forward; they were angry at us. I was scared of what they’d do to us. What if they punished us?"Run, Charles!" I screamed, pushing him toward the gate. But I was not fast enough, as hands grabbed me, rough and unrelenting, pulling me back. "No! Let me go!" I struggled against them; I was scared to death, thinking of the worst punishments they could give us since they had labeled us as omegas.I tried to fight those hands that grabbed me, but they were stronger than I was as they pushed me down, and I was trapped in their hands and powerless.Cara walked forward, her eyes stating that she was angrier even more than the guests at the party. "You think you can play games with us, you filthy omega?" She sneered, her fingers curling into fists. "You’ll regret this.""Take this little brat away from his mother," Cara said to the g

Sibel’s POVI hoped my words got to Jolie... I could see the shift in her posture, the way her shoulders squared as she took a deep breath, as if my words had infused her with newfound strength. It was incredible to witness her morale being reinvigorated.Without hesitation, Jolie walked to where Cara was... Sipping a drink with unease, Jolie’s chin lifted slightly as she fixed her gaze on Cara. “You know what? I’m done with your nonsense, Cara. Take off my gown!”The room fell silent again, all eyes on Jolie, shocked by the audacity of her challenge. I could hardly believe she had the nerve to confront Cara directly. I anticipated what would happen next, half-expecting Cara to explode in anger.Cara’s reaction was immediate and explosive. “What did you just say?” she spat, her voice dripping with disdain as she stepped forward.“You think you can just waltz in here and make demands? That gown was custom-made by Wm, and it could never belong to someone like you!”The anger and lies fr

Sibel’s POVWithout warning, Cara lunged at me again, but I dodged. “You think you can take me on, Sibel?” she snarled, charging at me with a feral intensity.I quickly sidestepped, narrowly avoiding her grasp. “Is this how you want to handle things? You’re just proving my point that you can’t handle the truth!”“Shut up!” she yelled, spinning around to face me once more; anger filled her face. “I’ll show you how a real werewolf fights!”As she lunged again, I ducked low, grabbing her wrist and twisting her arm behind her back. “You’re not as tough as you think, Cara!” I shouted.But she wasn’t done yet. With a swift motion, she broke free from my grip and spun around, catching me off guard. “You’re going to regret this!” she hissed, swiping at me with her claws again.I dodged to the side, the sharpness grazing my arm, sending a jolt of pain through me. “Is that all you’ve got?” I taunted. "I expected more from an alpha!”Cara lunged again, this time with a wild swing. I barely manag