Alpha's Regret the Luna is Secret Heiress (by Sylvia) novel Chapter 231

Chapter 160: Pack Justice (Revised)

Chapter 160: Pack Justice

(Connor’s POV)

The things that Vanessa Reed did before were mostly aimed at Olivia Winters. So today, I specially called

Olivia over to the Rivers Pack Mansion.

The grand hall felt different now, charged with tension that made my wolf pace restlessly beneath my skin. Pack members gathered in small clusters, their voices hushed as they sensed the gravity of what was about

to unfold.

Olivia sat beside me on the main couch, her amber eyes reflecting concern and uncertainty. Her honey–brown hair caught the afternoon light streaming through the tall windows, and I could smell her familiar scent of

vanilla and wildflowers.

“Connor, what’s this about?” she asked softly, her hand finding mine.

“Justice,” I replied simply, my ice–blue eyes fixed on the entrance.

The atmosphere in the hall was thick with anticipation. Pack members who had heard whispers of Vanessa’s betrayal waited to see how their Alpha would handle this unprecedented situation.

My phone buzzed against my ear as I made the call. “Bring in the prisoner.”

Eleanor Rivers burst through the main doors, her silver hair slightly disheveled from her rushed journey. She had abandoned her medical retreat the moment she received word of my important announcement. “Connor, what is all this commotion about?” she demanded, her blue eyes scanning the assembled pack members with growing alarm.

William Rivers followed close behind, his business suit wrinkled from dropping everything to attend this emergency gathering. His expression was grim as he took in the formal arrangement of the hall. “Son, what’s happening here?” he asked, though his tone suggested he already suspected the answer. I remained seated, my posture radiating Alpha authority. “You’ll understand in a moment, Father.” Eleanor’s eyes narrowed as she studied my face. “Connor Rivers, you better have a good explanation for dragging me away from my treatment.”

Five minutes later, the heavy doors opened again. Dominic Reeves entered, his expression professionally neutral as he escorted a figure that made the entire hall fall silent.

Vanessa Reed stumbled forward, her once–pristine appearance now haggard and broken. Her violet eyes were red–rimmed from crying, her light brown hair matted and unkempt.

The silver–laced restraints around her wrists had left angry red marks on her pale skin. Her clothes were wrinkled and stained, a far cry from the elegant foster daughter who once graced these halls.

Eleanor gasped, her hand flying to her chest. “Vanessa! My dear child, what have they done to you?”

Vanessa’s eyes immediately found Eleanor’s face, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Grandmother!” she cried out, her voice breaking with desperate emotion.

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The old woman’s heart visibly ached at the sight. She knew about Vanessa’s involvement with Frederick Warner, but the extent of her crimes remained hidden from her knowledge.

Eleanor had no idea about Vanessa’s manipulation of Ethan Grey to involve the authorities. She didn’t know about the threats against Jessica Sullivan or the k********g of Grace Winters.

Most importantly, she was unaware that Vanessa had wielded the silver blade that I had taken for Olivia.

“Connor, how could you treat her like this?” Eleanor demanded, her voice shaking with outrage. “She’s family!”

I stood slowly, my full height commanding attention from every person in the hall. My wolf’s authority pressed against the room like a physical force.

“Vanessa Reed,” I announced coldly, “you are hereby expelled from the Rivers pack.”

The words hit the hall like a thunderclap. Pack members exchanged shocked glances, while Eleanor’s face

went pale.

“Furthermore,” I continued, my ice–blue eyes boring into Vanessa’s violet ones, “you will kneel and apologize to Olivia Winters for your crimes against her.”

Eleanor stepped forward, her voice rising with indignation. “Connor Rivers! How dare you treat your foster sister with such cruelty?”

“She is no longer my foster sister,” I replied with Alpha finality. “She forfeited that right when she betrayed

this pack.”

William tried to intervene, his voice heavy with knowledge of Vanessa’s true crimes. “Mother, you don’t understand the full extent of what she’s done.”

But Eleanor’s protective instincts overrode reason. “I don’t care what she’s done! She’s still the little girl we

raised!”

Vanessa lifted her chin defiantly, her violet eyes flashing with stubborn pride. “I won’t kneel to her,” she declared, her voice carrying traces of her old arrogance.

“I did nothing wrong,” she continued, her wolf finally showing some fight. “Everything I did was justified!” My wolf snarled beneath the surface, demanding submission from the rogue who dared defy pack law. “You will apologize, or face the consequences.”

Eleanor’s voice cracked with emotion. “Connor, where is your heart? You used to care for Vanessa so much. You protected her, cherished her as family.”

The accusation in her words made my jaw clench. “That was before I learned the truth about her incestuous desires and her complete disregard for pack life.”

The words dropped into the hall like stones into still water. Eleanor’s face went white, her hand clutching at her chest as the implications hit her.

“What… what did you say?” she whispered, her voice barely audible,

William stepped forward quickly, alarm written across his features. “Connor, stop. Think about your grandmother’s heart condition.”

But I was beyond caring about family sentiment when it came to protecting my mate. “I meant every word literally, Father.”

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Katherine Rivers, who had been silent until now, stared at Vanessa with growing horror. “Is this true?” she demanded, her amber eyes blazing with maternal fury.

Vanessa’s defiance crumbled under the weight of the accusations. Her violet eyes filled with desperate tears, but she couldn’t deny what everyone now knew.

“I…” she started, then stopped, her voice failing her.

Katherine’s face flushed with outrage. “How could you harbor such twisted feelings? Connor is your foster

brother!”

William sighed heavily, the sound carrying years of disappointment and regret. “I should have seen the signs

earlier.”

My patience finally snapped. My Alpha wolf demanded justice, and I would not be denied. “Apologize to

Olivia. Now.”

Vanessa’s composure shattered completely. “Why can’t you love me back?” she screamed, her voice echoing off the high ceilings.

“I’ve loved you for years! Why can’t you see that? Why does it have to be her?”

The raw emotion in her voice made several pack members shift uncomfortably. But Katherine Rivers had heard enough.

The sharp c***k of her palm against Vanessa’s cheek rang through the hall. “Stop talking nonsense here!” Katherine said, her voice shaking with fury.

“Connor is your foster brother! Even if you leave the Rivers pack, there is no possibility between you and him!” Vanessa’s head snapped to the side from the force of the slap. When she turned back, her violet eyes burned with years of suppressed rage.

“I didn’t want to be your foster daughter at all!” she roared, her wolf finally showing its true nature through her desperate fury.

The confession hung in the air like a poison cloud. Eleanor clutched her chest, her breathing becoming labored as the full weight of Vanessa’s betrayal hit her.

William rushed to his mother’s side, genuine fear in his eyes. “Connor, stop this. Your grandmother can’t take

much more.”

But I was unmoved by family sentiment when it came to protecting my mate. Justice demanded completion, regardless of the cost.

“Dominic,” I commanded, my voice carrying absolute Alpha authority. “Force her to kneel and perform the traditional pack submission to Olivia.”

Dominic Reeves moved without hesitation. His hands pressed down on Vanessa’s shoulders, forcing her to her knees before Olivia’s chair.

Vanessa struggled against his grip, but the silver restraints had weakened her wolf too much to resist effectively. Her head was pushed down in the traditional gesture of submission.

Eleanor watched the scene unfold, her face pale and her breathing shallow. The sight of her beloved foster granddaughter being forced into submission was too much for her fragile heart.

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“I can’t… I can’t watch this,” she whispered, her voice breaking.

She turned away from the scene, her hand still pressed to her chest. “Deal with these messes yourselves,”

she said weakly.

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