Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Heiress's Brutal Revenge: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 45

Chapter 41Alina's POVMy muscles screamed in protest as I climbed the stairs to the top floor of the packhouse. Damien had insisted on checking the borders personally, dragging me along despite my soreness. He hadn't said much, but I knew his silence wasn't anger—it was focus. Ever since the attack, he'd been on high alert, and I couldn't blame him.But that wasn't what had my stomach in knots.Tonight, we were supposed to attend a gathering. A meeting of nearby alphas and lunas. A chance to show strength. A chance to prove that the Blue Moon Pack hadn't been weakened—and that I, Alina Walker, stood as Luna by Damien's side.No pressure.I shut the door behind me and leaned against it, letting out a slow breath. The silk dress laid across the bed made my breath hitch. It was stunning, deep crimson with a slit that ran dangerously high. A matching set of heels sat next to it, alongside a note in Damien's handwriting."You'll look like fire. Wear it."I almost rolled my eyes. Almost. B

Chapter 43Alina's POVThe morning sunlight bled through the tall windows of the Alpha’s estate, drenching the stone floors in soft golden hues. I sat at the edge of my bed, fingers trembling as I laced up my boots. My entire body buzzed with an unfamiliar mix of dread and anticipation, like I was waiting for something big to crash through the door and change everything.But maybe that’s because something had already changed.Everything had shifted the moment Damien kissed me last night. It had started as a warning, a statement, a response to Lucas’s defiance in front of the council. But the second his lips touched mine, it turned into something else. Something raw. Fierce. Dangerous.And I didn’t know how to walk away from it.I clenched my fists. This wasn’t the time to let emotions blur my mission. I had revenge to take. I had names to burn from my past. The fire inside me wasn’t meant for soft things like kisses.But then why was I still feeling the ghost of Damien’s hands around

Chapter 45 Alina's POV My heart slammed against my ribs like a drum. Lucas—gone. The words rang louder than any warning howl. I didn’t wait for anyone. I sprinted past Damien, past Fiona, down the gravel path leading toward the western watchtower. My injured leg screamed, but I pushed it down. I didn’t feel the pain. I couldn’t afford to. They took him. They took Lucas. The thought repeated over and over again in my mind, creating a noise I couldn’t shut off. Behind me, I heard Damien cursing and shouting orders to the warriors. The scent of blood and pine filled my nostrils, and even though my body was burning with exhaustion from the rogue fight, I didn’t slow. I reached the base of the watchtower and took the stairs two at a time. Talon met me halfway, his face pale. “Where is he?” I demanded. “He was guarding the western perimeter two hours ago,” Talon replied, stepping aside as Damien and Fiona caught up. “We had a rotation change. When the new guards arrived, Luc