h4Chapter 203: Chapter 203/h4

The pack house was alive with celebration.

Laughter, cheers, and the rhythmic beating of drums filled the air as pack members rejoiced in Mona’s victory.

The scent of roasted meat and burning firewood mingled with the cool night breeze, a scent that signified triumph.

Mona stepped out of her car, her gaze sweeping across the gathered crowd.

Their joy was evident, but deep down, she knew this was just the beginning. Winning was one thing, keeping the seat was another battle entirely.

As she walked toward the entrance, the old physician, a man whose wisdom had guided many before her, approached with a bright smile.

His wrinkled face, though aged, carried a warmth that Mona had always foundforting and used to.

"Thanks be to the spirits that led you to victory," the old man said, his voice filled with genuine delight.

Mona’s lips curled into a soft smile. "Thank you so much for always being there."

The physician let out a small chuckle, shaking his head.

"Oh, I have not really been able to support you as much as I would have liked, due to my ill health... But now, I am better.

I am ready to serve the pack in my full capacity once again." His voice carried a renewed sense of purpose.

Mona gave him a respectful nod. "That means a lot."

With that, she continued into the house, leaving behind the sound of celebration.

However, as soon as she stepped into the living room, she froze.

Sittingfortably on one of the sofas, waiting as if she owned the ce, was Elena.

Mona’s eyes narrowed. *What is she doing here?* But then, a slow smile crept onto her lips. *I told her. I told her I would win.*

Elena rose from her seat gracefully, her movements deliberate.

Her eyes held something unreadable, but her lips formed a faint smile, one that didn’t quite reach her ears.

"I am here to offer my sincere congrattions to you," Elena said smoothly. "You really did well."

Mona tilted her head slightly. "If the congrattions are for real, then I will ept it." Her voice dripped with amusement, her expression a careful mask of superiority.

Elena’s smile twitched, but she recovered quickly.

*Mona will never change,* she thought. *Perhaps she needs a little reminder of who truly holds power here.*

Stepping closer, Elena lowered her voice just enough to make her words feel personal.

"I will say this, you should enjoy the alpha’s seat while it’s yours."

Mona’s smile remained, though her fingers curled slightly at her sides. "Oh, dear Elena, the seat is mine now and forever."

Elena chuckled softly, the sound more taunting than amused. Mona could tell that her words had only made Elena more eager to push.

"Do you really believe Derrick won’t return anytime soon?" Elena asked, tilting her head slightly.

"Mona, don’t kid yourself. The real owner will be here sooner than you think."

For a fraction of a second, Mona’s confident exterior cracked. But she was quick to mask it with a faint smirk.

"Till then, I am your alpha," Mona said, a sharp edge creeping into her voice. "And you will follow my orders."

Elena let out a small sigh, as if speaking to a child.

"It’s only a powerless alpha that pleads for loyalty and respect... Please keep that in mind, O’ dear Alpha Mona." Her words dripped with mockery.

Mona’s nails dug into her palms, but she refused to let Elena see her frustration.

Before Mona could reply, a guard entered the room, holding a small parcel in his hands.

"Ma’am, you have a package," the guard said, presenting it to her.

Mona frowned slightly. She wasn’t expecting anything.

Elena folded her arms, watching the scene unfold with curiosity.

"Are you scared to take your own package, Mona? Or would you like me to open it for you?

It might be a congrattory gift," she added, her voiceced with amusement.

Mona shot her a re before gesturing for the guard to bring it to her.

Elena smirked. "Come on, Mona, I thought we could open it together. I’m so heartbroken."

Mona ignored her, taking the package and turning on her heels toward her room.

*You can talk all you want, but I won’t waste my energy on you,* she thought as she walked away.

Elena watched her go, a knowing smile ying on her lips.

*Let’s see how you handle this pack, Mona. I will keep pushing, keep reminding you that you are only keeping Derrick’s seat warm.

The moment he returns, you will be nothing.*

With that, she turned and walked out of the living room.

★★Inside Mona’s Room★★

The moment Mona shut the door behind her, she wasted no time.

She set the parcel on her desk and carefully unwrapped it. Inside was a single congrattory card.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she opened it.

*Congrattions, dear wife... Alpha Derrick saw you in the ck beautiful dress.*

Mona’s heart skipped a beat.

Her breath came out uneven as she read the words again. *Derrick... saw me?*

Her hands shook slightly as she flipped the card over, her pulse quickening. There was more written on the back.

*I will soon be back!*

Beneath the words was Derrick’s signature.

Mona’s grip on the card tightened as a cold chill ran down her spine.

*He was here? Watching me?*

Her mind raced, trying to piece things together. *Was Derrick the reason Theo voted for me?*

The realization struck hard.

Theo had known. He had seen Derrick. That was why he changed everything.

Mona’s breathing grew unsteady. Her hands trembled, but not from fear, this was rage.

*Three years... Three years was the agreement, Derrick.

You won’t take this away from me. I fought for this seat, I bled for this seat. You will not push me aside like some pawn.*

Her jaw clenched as she read the words again.

*I will soon be back!*

Mona’s fingers curled, crushing the paper in her grasp. Her chest rose and fell with controlled breaths.

*No, Derrick. I am not a pushover. I won’t let you take this from me. Not now. Not ever.*

Her eyes darkened with fury as she slowly lowered the card onto the desk.

The celebration outside continued, the cheers echoing through the night. But inside Mona’s room, the air was different.

Because now, war wasing.