All Chapters of The Alpha’s Hidden Heiress: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ARIA'S POV"I will show you why you shouldn't mess with me anymore," I replied, my words steady but I felt uneasy. Linda had always been unpredictable, but today... today she felt dangerous.Linda's smile widened, her eyes flashing with amusement. "Oh, is that so?" she said, tilting her head like she was considering something. "Let's find out who shouldn't mess with who."Before I could even process what she meant, she held the bracelet tighter and, in one quick motion, began dragging it across her own wrist.I watched in horror as the delicate metal cut into her skin and a thin line of red came out almost immediately."Linda!" I gasped, my eyes wide. "What on earth are you doing?"She smiled a wicked, satisfied smile that chilled me to my bones. "What do you think it looks like?" she taunted, her voice calm, almost cheerful.And then, just like that, she started screaming. Loud, piercing screams filled with pain and panic. "Stop it, Aria! Please!" she wailed, holding her wrist dramat

ARIA'S POVMy words seemed to cut through the silence. I saw Dante’s face tighten, his mouth opening as if to say something, but no words came out.He looked… stunned. And it was not just him – everyone around us seemed momentarily speechless.And then, before Dante could move, Arnold pushed his way through the crowd and rushed to my side. I felt his warm hands as he quickly wrapped a handkerchief around my hand, trying to stop the blood.“Aria,” Arnold muttered, his voice urgent, filled with concern, “We need to get you to a hospital.”Dante remained where he was, and I just stared at him, searching his face for any hint of the Dante I knew before all this… before Linda. But all I saw was a stranger.Arnold’s hand was firm around mine. “Come on, Aria,” he insisted, “Let’s get you out of here.”I barely heard him. I was too focused on Dante, on the way he looked torn between doing something and doing nothing at all.The feeling of disappointment settled in my chest like a stone. I tho

LINDA'S POV“She will be okay,” the doctor said, his voice calm and reassuring as he finished cleaning my cut and checking my vitals. “The cut isn’t that deep, so she’ll be fine. She just got overwhelmed and fainted.”My mother let out a deep sigh, a look of relief washing over her face as she thanked him profusely. “Thank you, Doctor, thank you so much,” she said, squeezing my hand in hers.I gave him a grateful smile and murmured a soft, “Thank you.” But before he left, he looked at me with a stern expression.“Make sure you get plenty of rest,” he said, his voice taking on a more serious tone. “Especially for the sake of your child.” I nodded obediently, and watched as he left the room. The moment the door clicked shut, Luna Agatha moved closer and her hands wrapped warmly around mine. Her eyes were soft, filled with worry as she spoke. “Oh, Linda, I’m so sorry, my dear,” she murmured, her voice thick with sympathy. “You’ve been through so much today, especially in your condition

DANTE'S POVI froze, feeling my jaw clench tightly. “What are you talking about?” I shot back, my voice strained. I could feel my muscles tensing, my whole body bracing for whatever he was going to throw at me next.“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” Arnold retorted, stepping closer, his eyes fixed on mine. “Don't act like you're clueless, Dante.”I could see the frustration etched on his face, the way his brow furrowed, his lips pulling into a thin line. I wanted to argue, but before I could, he continued, his voice filled with anger and something else — a sort of desperate plea.“Aria didn’t do anything wrong, and you know it,” he said, his tone sharp. “She was almost torn apart by that group of women, and you just stood there and let it happen. Why? Just because she doesn’t have a wolf? Because she’s different?”His words felt like a punch to the gut. I opened my mouth to defend myself, to explain, but he didn’t let me. “Or is it all because Linda is carrying your child?” h

DANTE'S POVAria’s mouth fell open, her eyes widening in shock. “What?” she gasped, her voice barely a breath. “No, Dante, I—”I didn’t let her finish – I couldn’t! The anger roared up inside me, spilling over like a dam that had finally burst.“Answer me, Aria!” I insisted, stepping closer, my voice louder than I intended. “Were you already involved with him? Was this your plan all along?”The accusation lingered in the air like a slap, echoing between us. I felt the blood pounding in my temples, my heart hammering in my chest.I was convinced — completely convinced that she had been in a relationship with Adam long before our divorce.How else could she possibly end up here, standing next to him, with that confident look on her face?Aria continued to stare at me, as though I had just slapped her across the face. “What the hell, Dante,” she whispered, “how could you even think that?”But I didn’t back down. “Just give me an honest answer!” I shouted, feeling the heat rising in my ch