I Breathed Silver So She Could Live

Author: Kao La

Chapter 1

Word Count: 660 | Released on: Today at 15:01

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th, our biological parents-Alpha Sil

d corpse, intending to marry it off to a powerful Alp

lf bloodline, they had suppressed Snow's shifting, allowed

p pine coffin, they ordered their wa

te to destroy the evidence of her silver-scar

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us to their own flesh and blood, sacrificing thei

lready sent a blood-stained

pped out of the shadows, and I knew I would li

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e crumbling ramparts of the estate. It w

sts-blew steam from their nostrils, the vapor turning to ghost-white plumes in the sodden air. Torches sputter

ked open. Alpha Silas

hing a fan of gray mud across my shins. He did not

lk umbrella aloft. Her face was a mask of disdain as her gaze swept over the churned ground. Alpha

arents. They had not come to mourn

as pitched low, yet it carried the im

ut I lacked the strength to shift from the degrading posture. Beside me rested a coffin of cheap, unvarnis

thin tremor-a product of the chill

descended the stone steps. "Vanya is inconsolable. She refuses her

fin. A dry, bitter sound-something that m

was a shard of ice in my gut; they meant to offer

to meet their imperious stares. "There is no pulse left

fury-a metallic, storm-laden odor-roll

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I Breathed Silver So She Could Live

Kao La Werewolf

“I labored in the lethal silver mines for three years, letting the toxic dust rot my lungs just to afford medicine for my sister, Snow. But on the seventh day after her death, our biological parents-Alpha Silas and Luna Elara-finally showed up. They hadn't come to mourn. They came to claim her cold corpse, intending to marry it off to a powerful Alpha in place of Vanya, the fake daughter they favored. To protect Vanya's status and hide Snow's ancient White Wolf bloodline, they had suppressed Snow's shifting, allowed Vanya to whip her with silver, and ultimately poisoned her. When I refused to hand over her cheap pine coffin, they ordered their warriors to force my face into the mud. "Burn her." Silas threw a torch onto Snow's pyre, desperate to destroy the evidence of her silver-scarred flesh and the fatal Wolfsbane in her veins. As the flames licked my sister's burial shift, my chest spasmed, coughing up the dark blood of my own impending death. I couldn't fathom how parents could be so monstrous to their own flesh and blood, sacrificing their true daughter just to maintain a political lie. But they didn't know I had already sent a blood-stained letter to the Lycan Tribunal. Just as the fire caught, the Chief Arbiter stepped out of the shadows, and I knew I would live just long enough to watch their empire burn.”