The Alpha’s Hidden Heirs by Avery Rose

Chapter 112

It had been two weeks since | returned from the Moonveil Pack. | threw myself back into work, determined to

rebuild my confidence. One setback wasn’t enough to break my spirit.

My brother had just made a public announcement, informing all the packs that the Iron Crown Pack was looking

to form an alliance under a new contract. Any pack that could meet our conditions would be invited to join forces

with us.

The news spread quickly, and soon, the head Alphas of multiple packs expressed interest in forming ar alliance.

According to Magnus, he was handling the negotiations himself since he was the head Alpha of our pack. This

was to be a high-level discussion strictly between Alphas, with no direct business dealings involved.

| had no idea what was going through Magnus’s mind. He hadn't mentioned anything tobefore making the

announcement. When | questioned him about it, he simply brushedoff, saying it was a strategic move.

| didn’t understand why he suddenly wanted to form an alliance. If that had been his intention, he could have

approached the packs individually. Why make such a public declaration?

That afternoon, as | was getting ready to head back to the packhouse, the board of directors invitedto join

them at a club. | wasn’t one for clubs or parties, but since it was one of the board members’ birthdays, | didn’t

have much choice but to go along.

When we arrived, the group cheered and found a table near the center of the club, Rachel took the seat beside

me.

They

asked what | wanted to drink, and | requested a soft drink. | wasn’t in the mood for alcohol. Their expressions

turned a little awkward, but they nodded and ordered soft drinks for themselves as well.

“It’s fine, really. You guys can drink,” | assured them.

“No, no. We can’t drink if our CEO isn’t drinking. That would be disrespectful,” one of them insisted.

| sighed. | didn’t want to be the reason they weren't enjoying themselves, so | gave in and ordered a drink.

They looked genuinely surprised.

“Miss Selene, are you sure?” one of the men asked.

“Yeah,” | confirmed.

Rachel turned to me, raising an eyebrow. “Boss, you never drink.”

“Don’t worry about it,” | said with a small smile. “I'm just going to take a sip. It's a birthday celebration -I don’t

want to be the one to ruin the mood.”

She grinned. “Boss, you're way too nice.”

A waiter arrived with our drinks, but all the soft drinks had been swapped for wine. No one seemed to mind, and

soon, we raised our glasses in celebration of the birthday boy.

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| took a small sip. The alcohol burned my throat at first, but after a few more sips, the sensation faded, and |

started to relax.

“Isn't that Doctor Grayson Vale?” someone from the next table suddenly said.

| followed their gaze.

It was Grayson Vale.

“What's he doing in our pack?” one of my men asked.

“I heard he cwith the head Alpha of the Ravencrest Pack,” another replied.

| turned to the man who had spoken. “Mr. Steele, what did you just say?”

“He cwith his Alpha. Their alliance with us officially ended,” he explained.

| frowned. “Why am | only hearing about this now?‘ My own directors knew about it before | did.

Then it hit me—I had never actually asked Magnus about the Ravencrest Pack. That was probably why | hadn't

been informed.

Rachel leaned in and whispered, “Boss, Beta Axel once said you admire Doctor Grayson a lot. Do you want to go

talk to him?”

| shook my head. “I see Axel told you quite a bit about me.”

Rachel scratched her head and chuckled awkwardly. “Actually, | convinced him to tella few things. | am your

personal assistant, after all. | wanted to know more about you-your likes, dislikes, that kind of thing.”

| smiled. “He wasn’t wrong. | do admire Dr. Vale, but it’s because of his profession and skills. That being said, we

shouldn't disturb him.”

I glanced back at Grayson. He was talking to a young woman, his expression serious-almost like he was scolding

her.

‘Did he have a fling here? Maybe she wanted something more, and now he’s shutting her down?”

My mind spun with possibilities, but | quickly shook them away. ‘It’s just the alcohol messing with my head.”

Doctor Grayson was known for being a gentleman. He had no scandals to his name. In fact, when | spoke to him

at the council party, he had been nothing but humble and polite.

Suddenly, his eyes met mine.

felt a jolt of embarrassment and quickly looked away, turning my focus back to my table.

To distract myself from the awkwardness, | downed the rest of my drink. Maybe he hadn’t even noticed me

staring.

The board members cheered when they sawfinishing my glass. A waiter placed another in front of

me.

Rachel reached out to push it away, but | grabbed it first.

“I can handle another,” | said, then downed the entire glass.

They stared atin shock before breaking into applause. | wasn’t sure what had cover me, but |

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took another drink.

“Miss Selene, we heard you studied medicine before joining the company. Is that true?” one of the board

members asked.

“Hmm,”

“So you wanted to be a doctor?”

“I wanted to save lives, just like Doctor Gra-"

“Miss Selene Hawthorne?”

A deep voice interrupted me.

Everyone turned to see a man standing next to my chair.

| looked up.

“Doctor Grayson?” | blinked a few times, trying to clear my vision.

After a few more blinks, his face becclearer.

“Hi,” he said, extending his hand toward me.

| placed mine in his, and he held it gently.

“Hello,” | murmured.

He chuckled, clearly noticing that | was a little tipsy.

“What a coincidence,” he said with a smirk. “We meet again.”