Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth (Hannah and Noah)

Chapter 0473 Chapter 0473

Noah shook his head in disbelief. "But you arranged a marriage between me and Hannah," he said. "You and Hannah's father agreed-"

"I am nothing if not a man of opportunity," Marcus hissed. "When Hannah's father presented a business deal of a lifetime, a sizable share in Silvermoon's mines, well... I figured there would be no harm in allowing a brief marriage for monetary benefit, so long as the little bitch didn't get pregnant."

My stomach twisted at that. My father gasped, crossing the room with fury in his eyes, but I stopped him with an outstretched arm and a reassuring look. He'd have his vengeance, but not just yet.

"So that's why you tried to keep us from having an heir I said. "You wanted to sap whatever money you could out of our marriage while not getting in the way of your plot to put a Black Wolf in position as Nightcrest's heir."

"My, my," Marcus cooed. "The slut is smarter than she looks-"

Drake smacked him upside the head, shutting him up effectively. Marcus grunted and shook his head, sending a shock of graying hair into his eyes.

"But Scott got Zoe pregnant," Noah continued for his father. "Did that fuck up your grand scheme?"

Marcus sighed and glanced at Scott, whose red-rimmed eyes were fixed on the carpet. "Quite the opposite, actually. While Scott's blood is not nearly as high-quality as yours, Noah, he was still a viable heir to Nightcrest if I named him as such, and he successfully produced a child with Zoe when you wouldn't. That child made a good backup plan if all else failed, even if his father was the product of infidelity."

'Scott's face paled a little more, but he remained silent. Zoe, for her part, just clenched her jaw.

"Eventually, when it seemed you two weren't likely to split up despite our best efforts," Marcus continued, "darling Zoe came up with the genius plan; when Hannah began to show signs of a budding eating disorder, Zoe decided to cultivate it. All it took was a few well-timed comments, a little bit of gossip, and

soon..."

The diet pills. I felt like I might be sick.

"But..." Marcus sighed and glared at me again. "Somehow, she managed to survive and even recover."

I did die, I wanted to say. That was how I recovered, you fucking bastard. I died and came back and knew I had to change.

But I didn't. I remained silent, glad to suddenly feel Noah's warmth as he slipped his hand into mine and gave it a squeeze.

"Of course that wasn't our only attempt to kill you," Marcus continued. "We tried with that man who was engaged to your friend-Jake, I believe his name was? Promised him a nice reward if he did you in. But yet again, you managed to pull through." Noah's hand stiffened in mine. Amber let out a sob and practically crumpled into Emma's arms.

"Still, you two did divorce, even if Hannah survived multiple attempts on her life," Marcus sneered a little." Everything seemed to be going splendidly until somehow, even that had a wrench thrown into it. And now Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

here we are, at a second engagement party."

"So you tried to kill us," I whispered. "Because you ran out of other options and figured that if you could at least get rid of us and our daughter, you could take over the pack as Alpha once more and acquit Zoe." Marcus nodded. "Precisely. I'd even make her my own bride if I had to."

He turned to the rest of the guests, who had been silent and still as statues for some time now. "I suppose you're all planning on running out of here and telling everyone in the world what you heard. All I can say is: good luck with that."

Noah and I exchanged glances. Marcus knew what he was doing; he had been a well-respected and even feared Alpha for many years. He had plenty of friends on the Alpha Council, and enough influence to make any verbal accusation seem like nothing more than petty gossip.

But he didn't know that we had a trick of our own up our sleeves.

Pink unicorns.

"Emily," I called over my shoulder, "did you get all that?"

The journalist stepped out of the crowd, adjusting her glasses-the expensive ones we'd purchased for her just for tonight. The ones that had a tiny camera hidden in the lenses. "Yeah, Alpha Hannah. I got every bit of the bastard's confession."