Chapter 240
Chapter 240:
If I spoke the truth, I would just sound like a delusional, broken Omega begging for relevance. I swallowed the burning humiliation, standing frozen and utterly isolated under the mocking stares of the Alphas gathering around us.
Adelina POV
The silence following Chad’s vicious insult was deafening. I stood frozen under the mocking stares of the surrounding Alphas, my chest tight with the phantom pain of Jase’s rejection.
Then Fiona Stone slithered into my peripheral vision. Her sharp, cloying perfume assaulted my senses, making my stomach turn. She looked me up and down, her eyes gleaming with malicious delight at my scarlet silk gown.
“I’m just wondering,” Fiona purred, her voice carrying effortlessly over the jazz music, “how a banished Rogue managed to score an invitation to the Summit p>
Chad snorted, his gaze raking over my body with blatant disrespect. “Probably provided some ‘special services’ to an old Alpha to get through the door p>
I dug my nails into my palms, forcing my chin up. “I am here on business, Chad p>
He burst into exaggerated, obnoxious laughter. “Hear that? She calls it ‘business’! Sheet-managing business, I bet p>
Before I could unleash the crushing weight of my dormant White Wolf aura, Blake stepped directly in front of me. Her Davenport scent spiked, sharp and furious, cutting through Fiona’s cheap perfume.
“You’re an idiot, Chad,” Blake snapped, her voice ringing with absolute disdain. “You have absolutely nothing going for you except a high school Alpha title.” She turned slightly, making sure the gathering crowd could hear every word. “The ‘Rogue’ you’re laughing at is the acting CEO and largest shareholder of The Wolfe Hotel Group p>
Fiona scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Right. Sure she is p>
S𝘁o𝗿𝗂𝘦ѕ 𝘆𝘰𝘂 𝘸оո’𝘁 р𝗎t 𝘥𝘰w𝘯 𝗈𝘯 𝘨a𝘭novе𝘭𝘀.с𝗈𝗺
I stepped around Blake. I didn’t yell. I let my voice drop into a glacial, unyielding calm that demanded absolute attention. “That hotel was founded by my grandmother, Elder Maeve Wolfe p>
The laughter died instantly. A stunned, heavy silence rippled through the crowd as the reality of my wealth and lineage settled over them. Fiona’s jaw practically unhinged, her smug expression shattering into pale disbelief.
Chad’s face flushed a dark, ugly red. “Inheriting a bankrupt mess isn’t an accomplishment,” he muttered, desperately trying to salvage his bruised ego.
Blake smirked, crossing her arms. “At least she has an accomplishment. You peaked at your First Shift p>
Before Chad could retaliate, the ballroom speakers crackled to life. The host stepped up to the microphone on the small, spotlighted stage, inviting Professor Albright to say a few words. The elderly woman adjusted her thick glasses and smiled warmly into the crowd.
“I am thrilled to see so many familiar faces tonight,” Professor Albright announced, her voice echoing through the grand space. “Especially my most gifted ancient Pack genealogy student, Adelina Wolfe p>
Chad, desperate to reclaim the spotlight and prove his relevance, waved his beer bottle high in the air. “Hey, Professor! It’s Quarterback Chad p>
Professor Albright squinted through the glare of the stage lights. She leaned closer to the microphone, her expression deadpan. “Chad Miller? The boy who failed ‘Duties of an Alpha’ twice? I’m honestly surprised you could read the invitation p>