The Sinner's Return: Claimed By The Vengeful Alpha

Chapter 4

Word Count: 766 | Released on: 20/09/2026

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ged forward, blocking Kira's path. She w

rail body thrashing. "Please, let me go! Plea

hed with cold indifference. "Don't even try to

tep I took seemed to drain the life out of her. She looked at me not with

in there!" she sobbed, h

d out her name, my vo

itself had her by the throat. She collapsed to the floor and, to my absolute shoc

ease, let me go... let me go..." she

but a strange, suffocating

so thin that it looked like a stro

roud, arrogant

I treated her, no matter how much disgust I showed, Kira would al

my bed, sucking on a lollipop, and cheerfully declare, "Dorian, my father said the

get lost. But she would just laugh shamelessly. "Hitting is a sign o

ose allies, I had tolerated

ling in the dirt before me was a world apart from t

ve me back my daughter'

crowd, raining heavy punches and

ht ball, protecting her head. She knew this day wo

ust wante

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irritation washed over me. I stared at Kira's haggard face. She had lost so much weight; the

e irritation boiling ov

e, looking a

s I stepped forward. Kira shrank

ck, squeezed her eyes shut, and crie

gnoring her protests, I grabbed her arm and roughly yanked h

ally. "I... I won't

tally into the hospital room. "If you ha

her knees beside

her body shaking with fear. She didn't

. I stepped closer, my voice dripping with mockery. "I didn

t. She mustered all her courage, looked up at Isabelle with tear-filled eyes,

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The Sinner's Return: Claimed By The Vengeful Alpha

Adalynn Werewolf

“I spent five years rotting in a silver-lined cell, a broken wolf enduring endless torture for a tragic accident I never intended to cause. When I was suddenly released early, I dragged my skeletal body to the medical wing to apologize, only to run into the one man I feared most-Alpha Dorian Blackwood, my fated mate. His ice-blue eyes held only burning hatred for the "traitor" who had shamed him. When I tried to slit my own throat with a glass shard to end the nightmare, he crushed my wrist to stop me. "Death is too easy for you. You will pay for your sin by living it." To break me completely, he coldly revealed that my entire family had been slaughtered by Rogues after being exiled because of me. Then, he threw me into the servants' quarters, allowing his cruel staff to starve me, beat me, and work me to the bone. I was a rejected mate forced to dig through the trash just to survive, drowning in the guilt of my parents' brutal deaths. Why did the Moon Goddess pair me with a man whose only desire was to see me crawl and beg like a dog in his living hell? But when the head maid tried to force-feed me rotten slop and gleefully mocked how my parents were torn to shreds, the primal rage I had suppressed for five years finally erupted. I refused to be his broken toy anymore. I lunged at my abusers with deadly intent, my fangs bared, just as Alpha Dorian stepped into the shadows to watch.”