The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113: THE TRUE HEIR

Belle watched her mouth widely ajar.

In nothing but utter disbelief.

"You’re lying to me," Belle said.

No, they were definitely lying to her.

They only wanted to scare her, nothing more than that.

"It’s just a lie," Belle said.

She tried to convince herself it wasn’t true, but her heart was beating so fast, and something within her told her that it was, in fact, the truth.

She saw her mother and Aunt Cherry’s face and swallowed hard.

"It’s not true!" Belle snapped in rage. "Why are you two looking at me like that? Mother, why is grand aunt telling me such absurd lies."

"Belle, it’s the truth." Her mother said. "She isn’t lying. We wouldn’t lie to you about such."

She closed her eyes to ensure it was a simple dream or joke.

"Look at her." Aunt Cherry said.

Belle refused to look down at the castle gate.

"I said look at her Belle." Aunt Cherry repeated with such emphasis.

Belle found herself turning down to look at the gate of the castle.

There, Jasmine was still well nestled in Xaden’s arms as the high priestesses used something from a bowl to mark them both, and her grandparents watched on.

"Her hair is red." Aunt Cherry started.

"She isn’t the only one on earth with red hair, is she?!" Belle spat. "Or wait!! You are telling me these lies because of what happened with Grandma? She is a scam and a fraud! You, of all people, should know that."

Aunt Cherry shook her head. "Look at her, Belle. Look at her. Take a good look at her."

Belle was forced to look down at her again, and she saw her again.

"She is what her mother would have looked like if she was alive. She looks like you." Aunt Cherry said.

Belle shook her head, trying not to accept it.

She pressed her hands down on the balcony, and then her knuckles went red as they pierced down the rough railing.

"But you said that Aunt Scarlet died," Belle said.

"I thought so too. We all thought so too. But we were wrong." Her mother said.

Belle watched as she lay nestled in Xaden’s arms.

It was supposed to be her there, not that witch!

It was supposed to be her!

She couldn’t stand seeing any of this!