The White Wolf Heiress: Reborn To Rule

Chapter 9

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initial shockwave of my accusation gave way

ked at Elois, and for the first time, I saw murder in my father's eyes. The love

"No..." she whispered, the word lost in the upr

crambled to his mother's side. He shook her arm frantica

s a confessi

their fear condemn them more effect

g through the noise like a judge's g

stone used in the ritual. I addressed Elder Edgar, who l

is... in doubt, he no longer has the right t

my father's murderous face, then back at me. "That

known for our... mercy." The word dripped wi

is father, let us make hi

hing the proceedings with wide, terrified eyes. "I dema

It was designed for situations exactly like this: when a child's paternity was unknown or disgraced. The rite

status. He would lose his inheritance. He would become, offi

down on Elois, and

with animalistic despair. "You c

d like claws, but stopped short

was a raw, gravelly rasp, the soun

s she

ly acknowledging his cuckolding and personally order

crambled to obey, pulli

er! I am your son! I am!" He crawled on his

m away with a snar

fore the White Pack was slaughtered, our people had crawled to Esley just like that,

s. Elder Edgar read the proclamation, his vo

Esley, henceforth, is bound to the bloodline of his mother, Elois Mercado. His name sh

. The name 'Esley' beside mine flickered, and then vanished. A moment later, it reappeare

ed, inhuman wail tore from his thr

him, a broken, empty shell. I

led uncontrollably, staring

t a cold, empty calm. This was not victory. This

doors of the Ancestral Hall were t

ating power and authority. On their cl

an Pack h

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The White Wolf Heiress: Reborn To Rule

Ace Trumper Werewolf

“I was Alea White, first heir to the White Pack, born to inherit power, loyalty, and a name no one should have dared to touch. Then my fiancé, Kirt Bradford, walked into my home with a weeping Omega in his arms. He called Candida Cervantes his Fated Mate. He asked me to accept her as his second mate. He asked me to smile while he turned my humiliation into Pack law. In my first life, I was foolish enough to believe love could still be saved. I listened when my stepmother told me to be generous. I handed over my mother's estates, my dignity, and piece by piece, my power. In return, they framed me as a traitor, stripped me of my title, poisoned my mother, and let a bastard steal my birthright. Kirt did not stop at betrayal. He sold the White Pack's secrets to our enemies. He watched my people die. Then he and his precious Fated Mate locked me in a burning room and left me to scream until the fire took everything. I died as the cursed woman they had created. Then I opened my eyes again. I was back on the morning Kirt brought Candida to my door. "Alea, we are Fated Mates. I am asking you to accept her." This time, I did not cry. I slapped him across the face in front of everyone and canceled our betrothal before the entire Pack. If they wanted a cursed woman, I would give them one. I would expose every lie. I would drag my stepmother's secrets into the light. I would take back my mother's name, my bloodline, my Pack, and every piece of power they stole from me. They thought I had come back for revenge. They were wrong. I came back to rule.”