The Hidden True Bloodline's Fated Revenge

Chapter 2

Word Count: 764 | Released on: 01/09/2026

Salaz

d not re

bandoned in the dungeon. I was bound to Maynard Keep, unseen and unheard,

formally install her as his Luna. She wore the ceremonial silver c

se Isela's role in my murder. Isela accused her of treason, and

had denied me-came to the capital demanding the truth about my death. Isela branded them ag

em, to warn them, to save them. But the l

ed the kingdom descend into chaos, the old King lose his t

e to Maynard Keep with the new King's soldiers. Cornelious and Isela tried to

pirit tremb

re dead. My revenge ha

king features cold and severe. Blood dripped from the sword in his hand, and the le

nobleman from my memories-the notorious wastrel who had once s

ily chapel. In a shadowed corner, he found a small, cracked funerary

s sleeve. An emotion I couldn't understand filled hi

deon pressed the plaque against his

s the only thing left in this w

es of Maynard Keep for the first time, a violent gust tore through me. My inc

d in again... but this tim

, the wind tearing my spirit ap

heart hammered against my ribs as

ped inside Maynard Keep. I was sitting

were small, the hands of a child

this scene. This was the road I traveled when I was twelve years old, br

was r

The agony of my death and the years I had spent trapped as a wandering

n Goddess had given m

sts, nails digging into my palms. The

ela Salazar. And my de

ery single de

nger foolishly crave your

want

ern woman's voice from outside. "Miss Aine,

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Da Caomei Werewolf

“I thought I finally had the love and family I always wanted. But my fated mate, Cornelious, publicly rejected me in front of the entire pack. And the one standing victoriously beside him was my half-sister, Isela. I was dragged into the dark dungeons like garbage. Isela came not to comfort me, but to torture me with silver needles, driving them into my skin until my inner wolf whimpered in agony. "Mother always said your very birth was a mistake." She laughed, revealing that our mother had always hated me. In another lifetime, she even poisoned my soup while pretending to care for me, watching me slowly rot from the inside out just because she was jealous of my bloodline. I died twice at her hands, despised by the mate I loved and abandoned by the mother I craved. Lying in a pool of my own blood, my soul burning in torment, I couldn't understand. Why did my own mother treat me like a plague? Why did my fated mate look at me with such deep disgust? What right did a fake, adopted daughter have to take everything that was mine? Opening my eyes again, the endless darkness was gone. I was twelve years old, sitting in the carriage on my way back to the Salazar estate. This time, I will no longer foolishly beg for their pathetic love. I will make them all pay in blood.”