All Chapters of Revenge on my Alpha husband: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Twenty one

Lianna: The door clicked softly behind Edward as he left, and the quiet that followed felt heavy. Ingrid’s gaze lingered on the door for a moment before she turned to face me. Her expression softened, and there was an unspoken apology in her eyes. "I owe you an apology," she said, her voice quieter than usual. I furrowed my brow, confused. "What for?" She sighed and stepped closer, her hands clasped in front of her. "Yesterday. I... I should’ve stayed with you when we got to the hotel. I shouldn’t have left you alone to face all of that. I’m sorry." I shook my head, trying to brush it off. "It’s fine, Ingrid. I’m used to it. Besides, you had to go back home." "I should’ve stayed, Lianna," she insisted, her voice tinged with regret. "I’m your friend, and it wasn’t right to leave you when you were already feeling vulnerable. I’m truly sorry." I met her gaze and could see the sincerity in her eyes. "I understand. It’s not your fault, really." She nodded, but I cou

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Twenty two

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Edward: The room was quiet, save for the distant hum of the city below. I stood by the window, arms crossed tightly over my chest, staring out at the skyline without really seeing it. My reflection in the glass stared back at me, sharp and tense. The image suited how I felt—restless, angry, and most of all, concerned. Her voice from last night still lingered in my mind. The way it trembled as she recounted what had happened in the lobby. The way she tried to dismiss it, but I could see the shame in her eyes, the hurt she couldn’t quite hide. They’d called her a whore. A gold digger. They’d spoken about her like she was nothing, like she wasn’t about to be their Luna, my Luna. The soft creak of the door broke my thoughts, and I turned as Harvey stepped inside. He closed the door behind him, his expression sharp, but there was a faint flicker of curiosity in his eyes. "You called for me?" he asked, his voice low and steady. I nodded, gesturing toward the chair by the d

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Twenty three

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Lianna: It was almost laughable how well we had managed to convince everyone that we were madly in love. Edward and I had slipped into our roles seamlessly, like two actors born for the stage. His hand found mine in crowded spaces, his lips brushed against my temple during public events, and his deep, quiet voice softened whenever he spoke to me in front of others. To anyone watching, we were the picture of romance. A perfect couple. But that’s all it was—an act. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself. But sometimes, it felt so real. The other day at the gallery, he’d leaned down and whispered something into my ear. I couldn’t even remember what he’d said now, but the warmth of his breath and the way his fingers had grazed my lower back had sent a shiver through me. We’d been standing under the soft glow of the chandelier, surrounded by people, but for a moment, I couldn’t hear anything but the sound of my own heartbeat. When we walked out, he’d opened the car d

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Twenty four

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Ethan: The sound of distant laughter echoed through the halls, accompanied by the faint voices of workers busy at their tasks. My jaw tightened as I paced around my chambers, my boots striking the polished floor with sharp precision. Every corner of the Palace was being adorned for the coronation and wedding celebration. My brother’s coronation. His wedding. To her. I stopped near the window, shoving my hands into my pockets as I stared out at the sprawling grounds below. The flutter of servants carrying garlands, the sound of music rehearsals in the distance—it all grated against me. This should have been a day of relief, of finally shedding the burden of being Alpha and stepping into a quieter role. But not like this. Not with Lianna at the center of it all. The idea of her standing beside Edward, wearing the crown, and being called Luna again—it churned my stomach. She didn’t deserve it. Not after everything. Not after me. The door creaked open behind me, but I

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Twenty five

Revenge on my Alpha husband/Zara

Lianna: The morning of my wedding felt like stepping into a dream I wasn’t sure I wanted to have. My chambers buzzed with activity. Women floated in and out, carrying trays of food I couldn’t stomach and fabrics I’d already approved. "Hold still, Lianna," Ingrid said, pinning me with a sharp look as she worked on my hair. "I am still," I muttered, though the truth was my hands were trembling slightly. Ingrid arched a brow, but her lips quirked into a knowing smile. She didn’t comment, just kept weaving the delicate silver chains through my braid. They glimmered faintly, a nod to the moon, as was tradition for a werewolf wedding. The dress lay spread out on the bed, an intricate blend of white and silver that looked more like something from a fairy tale than a reality I was about to step into. Layers of soft, shimmering fabric cascaded like water, while intricate embroidery in the shape of crescent moons and wolves ran along the bodice. "Do you think I’m making a m

Last Updated : 2024-12-31

Twenty six

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Lianna: The temple courtyard was alit with the soft glow of the soft lights to imitate the moon, the air thick with the mingling scents of incense and the delicate perfume of jalapeño. Edward’s hand was firm around mine as we descended the marble steps, the whispers and murmurs of the gathered crowd a constant hum in the background. In all honesty, it was a bit overwhelming. I’d always known the weight of being tied to an Alpha King, but nothing could have prepared me for the intensity of this moment. Dignitaries and Alpha Kings from far and wide had been invited, each one more powerful and intimidating than the last. And now, as Edward and I made our way down, they swarmed like moths to a flame, eager to catch his attention. "Edward!" one of them called out, stepping into our path with a broad smile. He barely spared me a glance as he extended a hand to Edward. "It’s been too long." Edward released my hand with a quick squeeze, turning to greet the man. "Alpha Gregory,

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Twenty seven

Revenge on my Alpha husband/Zara

Edward: The temple air still lingered in my lungs, a mix of incense and the faint earthy undertone of old stone, but my thoughts were far from the ancient halls and the Alpha Kings I had entertained. My mind was with Lianna. Seeing her earlier, draped in white and gold, had left an impression on me that even the most pressing discussions couldn’t erase. She’d always been a woman who carried herself with a quiet dignity, someone who knew how to command respect without raising her voice. Today, though, there was something different about her—a radiance that went beyond her outward beauty. "Your Luna is quite the spectacle," one of the Alpha Kings’ wives had commented earlier, her voice thick with condescension. "She’s a woman of strength," I had replied, my tone steady. "She’s been through more than you could ever imagine and come out stronger for it." They hadn’t expected me to defend her. Their silence, though brief, was telling. Lianna had never been a source of sha

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Twenty eight

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Lianna: I woke to the soft morning light filtering through the heavy curtains, my mind still groggy from the events of the day before. My first thought was of the wedding—how surreal it had all felt, like watching someone else’s life play out from a distance. The vows, the people, Edward… It felt like a dream, albeit one I couldn't escape. The room was quiet, save for the faint hum of the Palace stirring to life. I turned my head slightly and stared at the empty space beside me. Of course, Edward wasn’t there. He had his own chambers, a luxury afforded to us only because we were in the Royal Wing, far from the prying eyes of others. I rolled out of bed, my silk robe brushing against my skin as I tied it loosely around my waist. Just as I reached for the door to grab a glass of water, a knock startled me. When I opened it, Ingrid stood there, a bright grin on her face and a plate of cake in her hands. “Good morning, Mrs. Alpha King,” she teased, stepping inside without w

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Twenty nine

Revenge on my Alpha husband/Zara

Lianna: The morning sun streamed through the wide glass windows, casting a warm glow over the sprawling gardens just beyond the walls. I paced the length of the sitting room, my fingers gripping the edge of a clipboard filled with notes. My nerves were eating me alive, though I’d perfected the art of looking calm and composed over the years. Today would test that skill more than ever. The tea afternoon with the ladies of the Pack. The words alone felt heavy, loaded with expectations I wasn’t sure I could meet. For days, I’d been preparing for this event, fussing over every detail. And yet, with each passing hour, I felt less ready. The dining hall where the maids were setting up was bustling with activity. Tables draped in fine lace were adorned with delicate floral centerpieces—roses, lavender, and sprigs of baby’s breath arranged in porcelain vases. Trays of finger sandwiches, tarts, and cakes were being placed on tiered stands alongside ornate teapots. Everything looked pe

Last Updated : 2025-01-04

Chapter thirty

Revenge on my Alpha husband/Zara

Lianna: The air was warm, and fragrant with the scent of flowers and freshly brewed tea, but I felt none of its charm. I sat stiffly among the women gathered in the garden, their laughter ringing hollow in my ears. The tea party was going well, by all accounts. The tables were immaculate, the food perfect, and the games entertaining enough for the guests. But no one seemed interested in speaking with me beyond faux polite acknowledgments. I sipped my tea, my fingers tight around the delicate porcelain cup, and glanced toward the far side of the garden where a group of women were deep in conversation. Their voices were low, their expressions animated, and their laughter seemed to mock me. I wished Ingrid were here. She always knew how to make me feel at ease, how to bridge the gap between me and others. But I couldn’t keep depending on her for everything. I had to stand on my own as Luna. The games began shortly after the tea had been served. A servant brought out a set of

Last Updated : 2025-01-06

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