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When The Moon Hides Her Crown

THE ALPHA’S DAUGHTER 112

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updatedAt: 2025-09-23

Chapter 112 A Mistake

    Third Person bPoint /bOf View

    Alpha Gideon sat behind the grand obsidian desk, its surface littered with scrolls and papers demanding his signature, trial reports, supply routes, border conflicts, but his bhands /bdidn’t move. They remained clenched, knuckles whitening, veins bulging. His storm–colored eyes stared nkly at the flickering candlelight, unseeing

    It had been neen hours since Grace bvanished/b.

    Neen agonizing hours since his daughter, bhis /bonly child, was taken.

    Then the heavy doors of bthe /broom bswung /bopen. breaking the silence.

    bAlpha /bHugo stepped inb, /bquiet and controlled as always.

    bGideon /bstood abruptly, eyes sharp. “Are they back?” he demanded, voice hoarse with brestraint/b. “Did they find her?”

    Hugo shook his bhead/b. “Not yet. They are not back,”

    The silence that followed could’ve frozen time.

    Gideon’s fists mmed down on the desk. “It’s been almost a full day, Hugo! What the hell is going on out there?! Why is there no news?!” bonly /bhe knew how many times he went to the main doors of the Academy with the thought of going to the Nightshade Alley by himself and getting his daughter but every time he had returned like a caged animal.

    “I understand your worry, Gideon,” Hugo said gently, “You’re her father. But panicking won’t bring her back. Your anger definitely won’t.”

    Gideon paced the length of the room, his lethal aura crackling like bstatic /baround him. “I’m not panicking. I’m calcting! Every second she’s gone, she’s further away. You know what wolves like those do to girls like Grace. She is yful but innocent. She does not know how bad the world is.“

    “She’s strong.” Hugo offered, “She’s not alone. The man she loves has gone to bring her back.

    Gideon’s expression twisted into something bitter.

    “Jude,” he hissed, like the name tasted wrong in his mouthb, /b“He’s the reason this happened. I trusted him. Weed him binto /bbGur /bhome in the past, let my girl hang baround /bhim. All the bwhile/b, he was watching my daughter with the eyes bof /bba /bman. He desired my daughter and betrayed our friendship! That kiss…that’damn bkiss /bdistracted me and then the fight. It bgave /bthe brogues /btheir opening,” he mmed his bhand /bon the desk bfuriously /bmany times.

    “I don’t think that’s the reason,” Hugo bsaid /bslowly.

    Gideon halted, “What do you bmean/b?”

    “I don’t bthink /bthat even if Grace had not kissed Jude or you two would not have fought that Grace was bound to be kidnapped,” Hugo took a bbreath/b, bvoice /bdropping into quiet suspicion.

    bGideon /bfroze, “bYou /bmean…it was all nned?”

    Hugo nodded, “Yes but something does not sit right,” bhe /bmet Gideon’s beyes /bseriously, “Don’t you find it strange? Grace wasn’t kaduapped outside the Academy, or on her journey here. She had been in her house, her pack, on the way to the Academy, No, they waited until she was on bthe /bgrounds surrounded by bover /bforty bpowerful /bbAlphas/b. It’s the worst time to bstrike/b, yet they

    Gideon narrowed his eyes

    And the and

    urm” Hugo continued, “it wasn’t natural. Someone summoned it to cause chaos, just blong /benough to slip in

    take bone /bgirl. Nor bany /bordinary girl but the powerful daughter of an Alpha Why?”

    Gideon frowned. “You mean to say

    Huger and darkly. “I think it mustake. “

    said

    11:58 AM P P

    Chapter 112 A Mistake

    → Finished

    Far beneath the Sinspire brothel, in the crimson glow of a hidden chamber, two rogues stood guard at the threshold of a red- lit room. Insidey an unconscious Grace, her breathing slow but steady,

    “She smells so damn good,” one of them muttered, hungercing bhis /bvoice.

    “Don’t even think about it, the second growled, eyes cold, “Touch her, and Ss will skin us both alive.”

    Before he could finish a bdeadly /baura hit their wolves and they fell silent.

    A figure emerged from the shadowed hallway, tall, cruelly graceful, with a presence that choked the air itself.

    Both wolves straightened instantly, “Ss, they greeted, bowing their heads.

    Ss stepped inside. Green eyes falling upon Grace.

    He studied her for a long cold moment before his voice sliced through the stillness.

    “Who is she?”

    The rogues broke into the cold sweats.

    “She’s the she–wolf you ordered from bthe /bAcademy. The only girl thereb./bb” /b

    Ss bjaw /btightened.

    Then, like ba /bstorm unleashed, he struck.

    His w raked across one guard’s face, shredding skin and spraying blood. The wolf howled bin /bpain, falling backward.

    “It’s not her,” Ss snarled, voice deadly low. “You brought me the wrong

    girl.-

    The second bwolf /bdropped to his knees. “She–she was the only bfemale /bin the all–male Academy! We followed orders!”

    Ss grabbed him by the throat, lifting him off the ground.

    bThen /bthere must be two women!! She was there,” he hissed, b“/bWHERE IS SHE?!”

    His roar echoed bthrough /bthe entire floor but it cut down to the back room where Seraphinay on the floor of a suffocatingly red–lit room, coughing against the strange gas that had burst from vents minutes earlier. She could not escape the closed bdoor /bband /bthe gas bthat /bbmade /bher weak to the point she could not even stand. She could not fight at all. Her blimbs /bwere bheavy- /bweak Her lead spun.

    Standing over her, Juan stared at the mutted body of the would–be bclient/bb, /ba dangerous bAlpha /bthat she’d killed with her bare hands. His insides had spilled from his body, throat ripped open, and eyes wide in eternal shock.

    Juan didn’t blook /bhorribed. He looked impressed.

    He crouched beside her, his eyes gleaming with new curiosity.

    Then, hus hand slid beneath bthe /bedge of her dress.

    Seraphina’s blurred vision focused just in time bto /bsee the moment bhis /bbfingers /bbrushed against her chest band /bhe grabbed her round breasts from the binding of bher /bchest.

    His sturk widened.

    “Well well he whispered. “My hunch was correct.”

    He leaned closer, his breath vile against her ear.

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