Sold to Bastard Alpha after My Divorce!-Chapter 80

Kael’s POV

The throne room felt different now.

Same stone walls. Same ancient tapestries. Same towering windows that let in streams of silver moonlight.

But everything had changed.

Because I was sitting in the Alpha’s seat.

Me. Kael Blood Crown. The son who’d spent twenty-five years cowering in his father’s shadow. Now I was Alpha King.

"The council has officially recorded the transfer of power." Elder Thorne’s voice echoed through the chamber. He stood before me with a scroll in his weathered hands. "Magnus Blood Crown has been stripped of all titles and authority. By unanimous vote, he is hereby banished from Blood Crown territory. Permanently."

Banished.

The word tasted sweet on my tongue.

"Where is he now?"

"Being escorted to the border as we speak." The Elder rolled up the scroll. "He’ll be someone else’s problem by dawn."

I nodded. Dismissed him with a wave.

The doors closed with a heavy thud.

I looked down at my hands. Still bandaged. Still aching from the fight. The healers had patched me up, but some wounds would take weeks to fully mend.

Worth it.

Every broken bone. Every torn muscle. Every drop of blood I’d spilled.

Worth it to never see that bastard hurt my mother again.

*We did it,* Fenrir rumbled. Satisfied. Proud. *We’re Alpha now.*

"Yeah." I leaned back in the throne. Stared at the ceiling. "We are."

The first month of my reign was chaos.

Meetings. Decisions. Power struggles. Everyone wanted a piece of the new Alpha. Everyone had an agenda. Everyone thought they could manipulate the young heir who’d just killed his father.

They learned quickly that I wasn’t my father.

I was worse.

Not in cruelty. In efficiency.

I cleaned house. Fired every advisor who’d enabled Magnus’s brutality. Replaced them with wolves who actually gave a damn about the pack. Promoted based on merit, not bloodline.

The old guard hated me.

I didn’t care.

"You’re making enemies," Damo, now my beta, warned me one night. We were in my office. Paperwork stacked higher than my head. "Half the council wants you dead."

"Let them try."

"I’m serious, Kael." He leaned forward. His brown eyes were worried. "You’re changing too much too fast. People are scared."

"Good." I signed another document. Tossed it onto the pile. "They should be scared. This pack has been rotting from the inside for thirty years. It’s time to cut out the infection."

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The ceremony was held at the next full moon.

Every wolf in Blood Crown territory gathered in the grand hall. Hundreds of them. Maybe thousands. All watching as I stood before them in formal Alpha regalia.

My mother sat in the front row. Her face was healed now. The bruises faded. The fear in her eyes slowly being replaced by something that looked almost like hope.

I’d done that.

I’d given her that.

It was the only thing I’d done right in months.

"Wolves of Blood Crown!" My voice echoed off the stone walls. "Tonight marks a new era for our pack. The old ways are dead. The tyranny of my father is over."

Murmurs rippled through the crowd. Some approving. Some uncertain.

I pushed forward.

"I’m making changes. Starting now." I gestured to Damon, who stood at my right. "Damon Stone Claw is hereby appointed as my Beta. He will serve as my second-in-command and trusted advisor."

Damon stepped forward. Bowed his head. The crowd applauded.

One down.

"As for the position of Luna..." I paused. Let the silence stretch.

Every unmarried female in the room leaned forward. Eyes hungry. Hopeful.

I almost laughed.

"There will be no Luna. Not yet."

Gasps. Whispers. Confusion spreading like wildfire. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"I am unmated." I let the words sink in. "And I will remain unmated until my true mate returns to me."

More gasps. Someone in the back actually dropped something.

"Make no mistake." My voice hardened. "I have a fated mate. Recognized by Fenrir. Chosen by the Moon Goddess. She is not here tonight, but she will be. And when she returns, she will take her rightful place at my side as Luna of this pack."

The hall erupted.

Questions. Protests. Demands to know who this mystery mate was.

I ignored all of it.

"This is not up for debate." I released a wave of Alpha pheromones. Heavy. Commanding. The crowd immediately silenced. "Anyone who interferes with my mate—anyone who tries to harm her, discredit her, or challenge her position—will answer to me personally. Is that understood?"

Silence.

Then, slowly, heads began to bow.

Submission.

Acceptance.

I looked out at my pack. At the wolves who would follow me into the future.

*She’d better come back,* Fenrir muttered. *After that speech, we’ll look like idiots if she doesn’t.*

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I threw myself into work. Into the pack. Into anything that would distract me from the constant ache in my chest.

It didn’t help.

Nothing helped.

But at least I was making progress on one front.

"The Nightfang investigation is complete." My new head of security dropped a thick folder on my desk. "You were right. They’ve been dirty for years."

I picked up the folder. Flipped through the pages.

Evidence. Mountains of it.

Tax evasion. Money laundering. Bribery of government officials. Illegal seizure of competitor assets. Even links to the Wolfsbane trade that had destroyed my brother.

Finn Nightfang’s family had built their fortune on crime.

And I was going to burn it all down.

"How solid is this?" I asked.

"Rock solid." My security chief smiled grimly. "We’ve got documents, witnesses, financial records. The human authorities have been looking for an excuse to go after them for years. We just handed them everything they needed."

"Good." I closed the folder. "Do it."

"Yes, Alpha."

Finn deserved everything that was coming to him.

Pack enforcers hit every Nightfang property simultaneously. The mansion. The offices. The warehouses where they stored their dirty money.

The enforcers dragged Finn out by the collar. His expensive suit was wrinkled. His perfect hair was a mess. His amber eyes were wild with panic.

"You can’t do this!" He was screaming. "Do you know who I am? My family has connections! We have power!"

"Had." I stepped out of the shadows. Walked toward him slowly. "You had connections. You had power. Past tense."

Finn froze.

His face went white when he saw me.

I turned to the enforcers.

"Take him away. Make sure he’s processed with the rest of them."

They dragged him off.

I stood in the empty street. Watched as the Nightfang empire crumbled around me.

Their mansion would be repossessed. Their assets liquidated. Their name would become synonymous with disgrace.

The great Nightfang family—the ones who’d looked down on Shadow Moon, who’d treated Omegas like property, who’d built their fortune on the backs of the vulnerable—was finished.