Betrayed Heiress: My Second Chance Mate is A Lycan King

Aira’s POV

“Alex, stop!”

I grab my fuming mate’s wrist, and he spins on his heel. His eyes, which blazed with fury, meet mine, and I wonder if I made the right decision by telling him what Aurora had just told me. I suppose he would have found out sooner or later.

His eyelids narrow to slits, and he yanks his wrist free from my grasp. “Don’t, Aira. Don’t even try to stop me again! I am so sick and tired of you letting that creature you call a sister walk all over you. She tried to kill you! And might I add that she nearly succeeded too?” His eyes grow harder, and I watch a vein pop out of his temple. His face grew a shade redder, and I realized that I had never seen him so angry before. “Now you want to let her slowly take over your company?”

“I am not letting her take over my company!” I snapped, offended that he would think that I was that na? ve and stupid.

“Then why do you stop me?” He growls, and I sigh.

“Because you are not thinking straight right now. If you go into my company, you are going to throw tantrums and cause a scene. I assure you that Ana isn’t there anymore. She wouldn’t be stupid enough to remain in the same place posing as me for a long time. If you stormed in there, you would only end up putting everyone in a panic. I am sorry, but I can’t let you do that.” I finish, and he pinches his eyes shut.

“Fine, then what do you suggest we do?” He asks, running his fingers through his hair while he paces the room.

“We have to be more discreet about this. We need to set out a trap for Ana, one that she wouldn’t be able to easily detect or escape from,” I say just before I receive a notification on my phone.

My blood runs cold.

“What is it?” Alex asks, noticing the change in my expression. He takes my phone from my hands when I don’t say anything and reads through the message. His eyes flashed a menacing shade of amber, but only this time; his anger was in no way compared to mine.

On that screen was a notification that five million dollars had just been transferred from my business account and into some Herbert Crawshaw. I have no doubt that this is a fake account, and my money would only end up being transferred somewhere else.

There is only one person capable of doing this.

Alex hands me back my phone and shakes his head in disbelief. “Whatever your plan is, I hope it is a fast one. Because I assure you that in a matter of days, this woman is going to take everything from you. Again.”

And I would be damned if I let that happen.

The corners of my lips lift, and he looks at me cautiously. If I didn’t know better, I almost would have thought he was scared. Everyone better be because the Aira they all knew is dead.

This one is not one to be messed with. I will show the world exactly who the evil twin is.

Alexander’s POV

Two days later…

Eugenia Hotel and Suites.

One of the most expensive and tallest hotels in the city. It has over fifty floors, with a penthouse right at the very top. It is known to host the city’s most extravagant balls and has the biggest investment platform as well. The rich and famous always come here; it was the best place to catch the eyes of the public.

I step out of my limousine and instantly put on my shades. The flashing of the paparazzi’s cameras was more than enough to blind me if faced with the naked eye. Adjusting my black suit jacket, I walk down the red carpet with my shoulders squared and my head high.

The pressmen all tried to shove their microphones into my mouth, but thanks to security and barriers, they were unable to do so. But that didn’t stop them from bombarding me with questions.

“Alpha Alexander, you are looking quite dashing tonight. Could you tell us what or who inspired this outfit?”

“How are you feeling about tonight’s event?”

“Alexander, you seem to have come here alone tonight. Why is that?”

“Where is Aira? Wouldn’t she be attending?” Someone asks, and my feet come to a halt.

“She had a few business trips to make in Switzerland. But she will be here in time for the event,” I say, and they proceed to ask me more questions. Unfortunately, that is the only question I am in the mood to answer.

Ascending the steps leading to the grand banquet, I keep my eyes trained on the floor. When I get to the top, the security guarding the two golden doors bows at me before opening them for me. Instantly, the chattering of the guests and the music fill my ears.

Stepping into the nicely air-conditioned hall, I take in the sight before me. Everything and everyone screamed luxury and power. On a normal day, I wouldn’t even bother honoring invitations to social events like these, but unfortunately for me, Aira insisted that I attend.

I don’t even understand what it is that woman is doing to me. She is changing me, and I don’t know if I am angry or relieved by that.

As I mix myself into the crowd, a couple of alphas and nobles come up to me to talk to me about politics and other territorial matters. I would be lying if I said I actually felt interested in anything that left their lips. I just wanted this night to be over.

My eyes lock with a familiar pair of hazel eyes. Her lips lift into a wide smile when they do, and she rushes over to me, wrapping her arms around my torso. I do the same and place a kiss on the top of her forehead.

“Took you long enough,” I say, and we pull away a bit, our hands still clasped together.

“Yeah, I know. I am sorry, there was a bit of traffic around the airport,” she says, and I nod in understanding. We went about the rest of the event by socializing with the others, and it was safe to say I was already feeling exhausted.

A waiter in a dark suit walks up to us and says, “Alpha Alexander, Aira, and Alpha Reinard are requesting your presence in the penthouse.” He says this, and her eyes widen.

“Alpha Reinard?” she asks, and the waiter nods. Her shock and excitement are understandable considering that Alpha Reinard is known to be the most powerful alpha in the state, as well as having the biggest territory and the most deadly defense. He heads one of the most lethal packs in the world.

Personally, I think his reputation precedes him.

“Alright then, let’s go,” I say, taking her hand and leading her up to the elevator. Once the door opens, I push the button for the penthouse.

“What do you think Alpha Reinard would want with us?” she asks me, and I shrug.

“I have been proposing that we join forces. He will supply a few rounds of ammunition to us while I give him more of our medics and a fraction of our land. I have been trying to get him to respond for a while now,” I say, and her mouth forms an o shape.

“I suppose he has finally come up with a fancy idea,” she says, and I hum.

“Of course he has, and that is all because of you,” I say, smiling down at her.

“Me?” she asks, her eyebrows shooting to the top of her head.

I nod. “You have been in the spotlight for quite some time now. Everyone has grown curious about you; they want to know you. Some might even fancy you. So yes, all of this is because of you.” I pause and take her face in my hands. “So thank you.”

For a moment, her eyes search mine, probably to decipher whether I am being serious or not. Slowly, a small, shaky smile lifts her lips, and she says, “It’s nothing.”

The elevator doors part, and we step into the penthouse. She takes a look around and grimaces. “Where is Reinard?” she asks, and I say nothing. She spins on her heel to meet my eyes, and a moment of silence passes between us.

Her eyes widen in realization.

“You know,” she says in a whisper, and I grin. A figure comes up from behind me, and she grows pale.

“Hello, sister,” Aira says from my side, a cocky smirk on her lips as she eyes Ana.

She takes a step back, and her eyes glance from me to Aira. “I don’t understand; I made sure your flight was delayed so you wouldn’t get here. How are you here?” Ana pauses, then meets my eyes. “You knew it was me the whole time, yet you acted so well, even in the end.”

“Yes, that was all part of my plan,” Aira says, walking up to Ana slowly. “You see, I knew it wouldn’t be easy to track you. The only way I could get you out is by throwing a ball where you know you will meet powerful people and coerce them into being on your side. You have always been a gold digger, so I knew you just would not be able to resist.”

Ana’s eyes harden. “But your flight-”

“I never went on any flight; that was just a decoy. The only way to ensure that you will come out is by making sure I am as far away from the scene as possible so you can pretend to be me as long as you want.” Aira takes another step towards Ana, her eyes so cold that I could have sworn they looked terribly alike at that moment. “It’s over, Ana.”

A bitter snort leaves Ana’s lips, and I notice her play with the ring on her finger a bit more than usual. “We will see about that. So what’s the plan now? Arrest me? torture me?” She throws her head back and releases a bitter laugh. “You know you are incapable of doing anything to hurt me. You are just too weak,” she seethes, and for a moment I catch her eyes. she grins. “And that is what will cause your downfall.”

It took me a second to realize, but it was too late.

Before I could spin on my heel or dodge the attack, the knife was plunged into my back, and my body was engulfed in pain.

“Alex- ah!” My eyes snap up to find Aira getting knocked down by Ana as she takes out a dagger from beneath her dress.

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I try to get the dagger in my back, but my attacker only shoves it deeper into my spine. “You have no idea how long I have waited for this.” Instantly, I recognize the voice, and my eyes flare with rage.

Jace.

“Not so tough now, are you?” He snickers in my ear, and I groan as he continues to twist the dagger in my back. I manage to lift my gaze to find Aira land a sharp blow on Ana’s face. The cracking of bones fills the air, and Ana screams out in pain.

“I am going to kill you!” Ana screams, then slashes her dagger across Aira’s face. Her cries of pain fill my ears, and that is when I snap.

An outraged roar leaves my lips, and I twist my body around to land a solid blow on Jace’s face. I use the moment he uses to recover to pull the dagger out of my back. I stalk up to him, and his eyes widen with horror.

He tries to punch me, but I catch his fist mid-air and twist it at a 180-degree angle. He screams at the top of his lungs, but I grab his throat so tight that it seizes. When his eyes lock with mine, I see the fear in them.

“And you have no idea how long I have waited for this.”

Then I jammed the dagger into his skull. I drop his body on the floor and rush to Aira’s aid. But I was too late. The minute I spin around, my eyes fall on both of them falling over the balcony edge.

“No!”

Their screams fill my ears, but then they suddenly stop.

Hurriedly, I rush over to the edge, and the first thing I see is Ana’s body laying in a pool of blood thousands of feet below me.

The sound of groaning fills my ears, and my eyes land on Aira, holding onto the edge with her dear life. Our eyes lock, and I reach out my hand for her to take. When she does, I pull her over the edge and into my arms.

Relief washes over me as I shower her with kisses. Holding her tightly to me, I nuzzle into her hair as she sobs into my chest. Caressing her hair softly, I say,

“It’s okay. We did it. It’s all over now.”