Claimed by My Ex's Half-Brother-Chapter 141 Release her immediately

Scarlett’s POV

The shockwave from my confrontation with Marcia rippled through my life faster than I anticipated.

I had pushed that insufferable woman into the hospital with a damaged tailbone. At her age, bone injuries were no small matter—the doctors said she needed at least two days of hospitalization followed by weeks of recovery.

With Marcia temporarily out of the picture, I knew I needed to act fast. That scheming little harlot Mona was carrying my husband’s child—a bastard that threatened everything I’d worked for in the Sterling family. Without Marcia’s protection, Mona was vulnerable, and I intended to eliminate the problem before it grew any larger.

I arranged for some trusted pack members to detain Mona.

My wolf Selene paced anxiously inside me, hungry for revenge against the woman who dared to carry my mate’s child.

But Mona, that conniving bitch, had anticipated my move. Before my men could even get her out of the apartment building, she’d already called Lawrence Sterling.

Just as I was preparing to have one of our pack healers administer a special herbal concoction that would terminate the pregnancy, Lawrence burst through the door.

His eyes flashed amber with fury, his Alpha presence filling the room and making my wolves cower.

"Release her immediately," he growled, the command resonating with unmistakable Alpha authority.

My wolves dropped their hands from Mona’s arms as if they’d been burned. I felt the crushing weight of Lawrence’s dominance, though I fought against showing any outward reaction.

"This woman is carrying my grandchild," Lawrence announced, placing a protective hand on Mona’s shoulder. "Anyone who threatens her threatens the future of the Northstream Pack."

He turned his cold gaze directly on me. "That includes you, Scarlett."

My blood boiled beneath my skin. "She’s nothing but a whore who seduced your son! My husband!"

"Your marriage to my son has produced no heirs," Lawrence replied coldly. "The Northstream Pack needs strong bloodlines to continue. Mona’s child carries Sterling blood. That’s all that matters to me."

Within hours, Lawrence had moved Mona to a separate villa in the wealthy district of North Ridge. He assigned a team of bodyguards and staff to attend to her every need. The house was fortified with security systems that would make Fort Knox jealous—all to protect that little parasite growing in her womb.

Back at the Sterling mansion, I smashed every breakable object I could find. The servants scattered like frightened rabbits when they heard me coming. My wolf howled with frustration inside me, clawing to be released so she could hunt down Mona and rip out her throat.

"How dare they?" I screamed, hurling a crystal vase against the wall. "How dare they treat me like this? I am a Sutton! My father is the Beta of the Black Snake Pack!"

But my rage accomplished nothing except a destroyed living room. With no access to Mona, I turned my fury toward someone else—someone who had caused all my problems to begin with.

Victoria Lancaster.

I drove to the gleaming tower of Lancaster Enterprises downtown, my claws digging into the steering wheel. This had to be her doing. She must have orchestrated this entire situation—sending Mona to seduce Ethan, turning my in-laws against me. Victoria was behind it all, I was certain.

I stormed into the lobby, pushing past security who tried to stop me.

"Victoria Lancaster!" I screamed, my voice echoing through the marble atrium. "Show your face, you manipulative bitch! Are you satisfied now? Was this your plan all along?"

Heads turned, phones came out to record the spectacle, but I didn’t care. Let them see. Let everyone see what that woman had done to me.

To my surprise, Victoria actually appeared from the elevator, walking calmly toward me with that infuriating look of superiority on her face. She wore a tailored charcoal suit that accentuated her curves—the same curves Ethan had once worshipped. My wolf snarled at the memory.

"You have some nerve showing up here," Victoria said coolly, keeping a careful distance between us. "Security, it’s alright. I’ll handle this."

I laughed bitterly. "Handle this? Like you’ve been handling everything else from behind the scenes? You sent that home-wrecking whore to destroy my marriage, didn’t you?"

Victoria’s eyebrows rose. "You have a mental disorder, don’t you? You can’t keep your man’s heart, and somehow that’s my fault?" She shook her head in mock pity. "Mona may not be subtle, but she learned from the best, didn’t she? Wasn’t this exactly your strategy when you were pursuing Ethan while he was with me?"

My wolf scratched closer to the surface, begging to be released. "That was different! I’m worthy of Ethan. I come from an established pack. I have breeding, connections, status! Now he’s chasing after nobodies like you and that human slut!"

"First I was a nobody, now I’m the mastermind behind your marriage falling apart?" Victoria laughed, the sound grating on my nerves. "Make up your mind, Scarlett."

She took a step closer, her voice lowering. "If I were you, I’d focus on improving myself rather than obsessing over a man who clearly doesn’t want you. You could be leading the Sutton business operations, making something of yourself. Instead, you’re here, throwing a tantrum over Ethan Sterling—a man I wouldn’t even consider garbage worthy of the trash can."

My cheeks burned with humiliation as I heard snickers from onlookers.

"You’re degrading yourself," Victoria continued mercilessly. "If you keep defining your worth through a man who treats you like an afterthought, don’t be surprised when others treat you the same way."

She turned to leave, then paused. "Oh, and if you ever come to my building to scream like a banshee again, I’ll personally ensure that Lancaster Enterprises acquires one of Sutton Holdings’ projects. For each time you harass me, I’ll take another. Today’s little outburst has already cost your family the Westridge development deal. Consider it a lesson in consequences."

I watched her walk away, her heels clicking confidently on the marble floor. Impossible. The Westridge deal had been in negotiations for months. My father had been counting on that contract.

With trembling fingers, I called my father, but his line was busy. I tried his assistant repeatedly until finally getting through.

"Mr. Sutton is in an emergency board meeting," the assistant told me, his voice tight with stress. "Lancaster Enterprises just outbid us for the Westridge development. Your father is... not taking it well."

My legs gave way beneath me, and I sank to my knees in the middle of the Lancaster Enterprises lobby. People walked around me, some filming, others whispering. But I barely noticed them.

Victoria had actually done it. She’d taken our project—our future—just like she promised. And she’d done it with a single phone call.

I felt something I hadn’t experienced since I was a cub—genuine fear. Victoria Lancaster wasn’t just my rival for Ethan’s affections anymore. She was something far more dangerous.

And for the first time, I wondered if I had severely underestimated who I was dealing with.