The Sinner's Return: Claimed By The Vengeful Alpha

Chapter 5

Word Count: 735 | Released on: 20/09/2026

Hayes

left my mouth, I fe

wake up? But since I was the one who caused

l never

d my chin, his fingers digging into my jaw. "When you set t

o... I didn't want her to die..

d me time and time again, viciously bullying me behind Dorian's back! I couldn't take it any

died on the spot, "conveniently" leaving behind a suicide note framing me a

my retaliation to design a flaw

e. Five years in prison hadn't changed his

isgust and threw me aside. "Stop

on the jagged shards of a broken silver-laced v

on the floor, and something insid

my voice trembling. "If I become lik

ciless laugh. "Are you wil

thout hesitation, I raised the silver shar

eye. The silver burned my flesh, ensuring the

unged forward with his Alpha speed and snatched the bloody shard f

up at him with absolute despair. "My face is

guilt lifted. I felt incredibly

frees you? Dream on!" That was the last angr

cy room. Twelve stitches. The

t be h

s deep voice from the dark corner of the room outside.

s, the Pack Healer, sighed, adjusting his glasses. "But this Miss Hayes.

e of irritation spreading throug

w scars. She clearly suffered horrific abuse in The Pit. Her hands are so rough, she must h

from Silas brought up too many unexpected details. Fi

the ashtray, his face comp

arrogant, fearless daughter of the Hayes Pack? If I hadn't seen it

ng reminder. "Remember this. The Hayes Pack no longer exists on this earth

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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.”