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The Alpha's Unwanted Daughter Returns for Blood

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 877    |    Released on: Today at 17:34

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to the point where the world was a constant, hazy blur. Two guards hau

o the pack's a

ws that let in only the weakest of the late autumn light. There was no fireplace, n

to perform public penance for Caroline's soul

ft. Then they pushed me to my knees on the stone floor before a makeshift alta

ey pointed. Some spat on the floor near me. Their whispers wer

rn and my limbs ache. The cold from the stone floor was a living thing

faded into a dull roar. I swa

ak doors cr

aw a figure walk in.

ug

my chest. He had come. He had realized it

l. He knelt in front of me, his face close to mine. His eyes, the col

grabbed my chin, his fingers digging into my jaw, forcing my head up. "If you thi

as annihilated. He hadn't come to save me. H

on his trousers as if he'd touched something fou

st thread holding m

umpled sideways, my head hitting

, extinguishing the fever's fire, silencing the whispers. My

, pulling sensat

wards, looking down at the pathetic sight of my o

ghost. A

t sensation. I floated across the courtyard, towards the main manor. I did

nt door and up the grand staircase. I was

. They were talking to a

e guest

ce, recoiled in a silent

s Car

was perfectly styled, her blue ey

weet, childish voice. "Mother, I came back as soon

a sick, doting love. "Soon, my darling. Once s

ve made the arrangements. It will look l

a frame-up. I

. A slow, cold, deniable death sentence. They were going t

rce of nature. It ripped through my cons

ushing void. My last thought was not of pain or fear, b

revenge. I will

choed in the void. It was ancient, fema

want a

f my being, I screame

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The Alpha's Unwanted Daughter Returns for Blood
The Alpha's Unwanted Daughter Returns for Blood
“I was the biological daughter of the Blackwood Pack's Alpha, but because I was wolfless, I was treated worse than a stray. Then my adopted sister, Caroline, set her own cottage on fire and vanished, leaving behind a fake suicide note claiming my jealousy drove her to death. Without a shred of investigation, my parents and brother dragged me away. They stripped me, threw me into the freezing ancestral hall, and ordered me to kneel in penance. Even my betrothed, Vaughn, grabbed my jaw and told me he'd tear me apart with his own hands. Shivering on the icy stone floor, my body finally gave out and I froze to death. But as my spirit drifted into the manor, I saw a horrifying truth. Caroline was alive and perfectly fine, sitting comfortably in the parlor with my family. "Soon, my darling. Once she's gone, Vaughn will be all yours, officially." Hearing my mother's doting words, and my brother laughing about how they arranged my death, I finally understood. I had spent my whole life begging for their affection, only to realize my entire family had conspired to execute me just to clear the path for a fake daughter. The sheer scale of their betrayal turned my soul into a bottomless pit of hatred. With the last shred of my being, I screamed into the abyss for a second chance. Opening my eyes, I was back in the carriage on the very first day I was brought to the pack. This time, I wouldn't go to the manor.”