Alpha's Regret the Luna is Secret Heiress (by Sylvia) novel Chapter 234

Chapter 163: Hidden Bonds and Family Reconciliation–2

His tone changed to something deadly serious. “But you have to be mentally prepared, this is bad news for you.”

I remained silent, my ice–blue eyes darkening with barely controlled emotion. My wolf was demanding action. demanding answers.

Miles no longer laughed, his voice carrying weight. “I had dinner with a client in a restaurant tonight. As soon

as I walked out of the private room, I saw your Olivia and Adrian Sinclair corning out of another private room

together.”

My jaw clenched as territorial instincts surged through me like wildfire. The thought of another male near my

mate made my wolf snarl with possessive fury.

“They were with Adrian’s family,” Miles continued relentlessly. “His grandparents, his aunt Emma, her husband, and their daughter. It looked like a family meeting.”

The implications hit me like a physical blow. Meeting the family meant serious intentions, potential mating

discussions.

“Connor, are you still there?” Miles asked when I didn’t respond.

“I’m here,” I growled, my voice rough with barely contained emotion.

(Olivia’s POV)

As I arrived at the Winters Family Estate, the familiar sight of the grand mansion brought a sense of peace. The white stone gleamed under the evening lights.

I found Richard Winters waiting for me in the main hall. His white hair gleamed in the lamplight, and guilt was evident in his amber eyes.

“Livvy, I’m sorry about what happened when you were taken,” he said quietly.

His voice carried the weight of a father’s regret. The k********g incident in Blackmoor Territory had shaken him more than he’d initially shown.

“Grace is already asleep,” he continued, gesturing toward the stairs. “But I wanted to speak with you.”

Richard then offered something unexpected. “I want to transfer some shares of Silverridge Holdings to you. It’s your rightful place in the family business.”

I accepted his offer, recognizing it as both an apology and a gesture of trust. The shares represented more than money – they were acknowledgment of my place in the family.

“What about the law firm recently? Is it going well?” Richard asked, settling into his favorite armchair. The father and daughter conversation felt natural for the first time in years. After experiencing so many traumatic events, we no longer had the tension and conflict that once defined our relationship.

“It’s very good,” I replied with genuine warmth, taking the seat across from him.

Richard looked pleased, his expression kind as he studied my face. “Livvy has grown up.”

His voice carried the pride of an Alpha father watching his daughter come into her own strength. The

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