Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Heiress's Brutal Revenge: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Chapter 32 Damien's POV The moment Alina stepped forward, I knew something was about to change. Her energy crackled around her like a storm barely contained, raw and untamed. I could feel it pressing against my own power, demanding to be unleashed. The entity recoiled at her presence, its shifting form flickering between shadows and something more solid, something monstrous. It recognized the power within her—and it feared it. I forced myself to my feet, shaking off the pain from the impact. My wolf snarled in my head, demanding we tear this thing apart, but brute strength wasn’t going to win this fight. This wasn’t just an enemy. It was something ancient. Something unnatural. Alina’s hands curled into fists, and the air around us vibrated. “You don’t belong here.” The entity’s burning eyes narrowed, its form twisting violently. It lunged at her, its claws elongated into jagged spears of darkness. I moved without thinking. My body launched forward, intercepting the attac

Chapter 34Damien's POV The silence was suffocating. Alina’s body lay still, her breathing shallow, her skin unnaturally pale. I gritted my teeth, forcing down the panic clawing at my chest. I had seen warriors fall in battle, had witnessed death countless times. But this—this was different. She couldn’t die. Not now. Not after everything. I turned to Viktor, who stood beside me, watching with that same unreadable expression he always wore. My hands clenched into fists. “Do something,” I growled. Viktor sighed, rubbing his temples as if my demand was an inconvenience. “I already told you. She has to let go of the power.” “She can’t.” “She won’t,” he corrected, his cold gaze settling on Alina’s unconscious form. “There’s a difference.” I was losing patience. “Then how do we make her?” Viktor’s lips pressed together before he finally said, “Someone has to go in.” I frowned. “Go in?” “Her mind,” Viktor clarified. “Right now, she’s trapped between holding on and

Chapter 36Alina's POVThe weight of the past few days clung to me like a second skin, refusing to loosen its grip even as I strode toward the training grounds. The pack was restless; I could feel it in the way they moved, the way they whispered among themselves when they thought I wasn’t looking. Ever since I defeated Lucas, their perception of me had shifted—but whether it was out of respect or fear, I wasn’t entirely sure yet.I barely had time to catch my breath before Damien stepped in front of me. His sharp gaze traveled over me like he was assessing every wound, every bruise I carried.“You’re late,” he said, his voice holding an edge of disapproval.I crossed my arms. “By how many minutes?”“Three.”I rolled my eyes. “You’re really counting?”He stepped closer, his towering frame forcing me to tilt my chin up to meet his eyes. “Every second counts in a fight, Alina. Every misstep can cost you your life.”I held his gaze, refusing to back down. “Then let’s stop wasting time and

Chapter 38 Alina's POV The tension in the air was thick as I paced back and forth in my room. My body still ached from the intense training, but my mind was sharper than ever. I couldn't afford to let exhaustion take over. Not now. A soft knock on my door made me stop mid-step. "Come in," I called, straightening my posture. Damien stepped inside, his piercing gaze locking onto me immediately. He looked calm, too calm, but I knew him well enough by now to sense the underlying tension in his stance. "You’re overthinking," he said. I let out a sharp breath. "No, I’m preparing." He closed the distance between us in a few strides, stopping just a breath away. "You've done enough. You don’t need to prove anything to me or anyone else." I scoffed. "Tell that to the ones who still whisper behind my back, doubting my strength, questioning why I'm here." His jaw clenched. "They’ll fall in line soon enough." "Not soon enough," I muttered, shaking my head. His fingers brus

Chapter 40Damien's POVThe moment Alina stepped into the training grounds, all eyes fell on her. It wasn’t the first time she had drawn attention, but this time, the atmosphere felt different. She wasn’t just an outsider anymore. She was the woman who had fought Lucas and won. The woman who had challenged tradition and forced the pack to see her strength. Some still looked at her with doubt, but others watched with something closer to curiosity—or even respect.I stood near the edge of the field, arms crossed, observing as she took her place before Killian. He had agreed to train her personally today, and I wanted to see how far she could push herself. Alina had proven she was a fighter, but she needed to be more than that. If she was going to survive the war that was coming, she needed to be ruthless.Killian circled her, his expression unreadable. “You proved yourself against Lucas, but don’t let that win get to your head,” he said. “He underestimated you. I won’t.”Alina smirked,