The Sinner's Return: Claimed By The Vengeful Alpha

Chapter 6

Word Count: 616 | Released on: 20/09/2026

Hayes

he Hayes Pack.

throbbing in agony. But the physical pain was noth

ved, the pain in my face r

ike a terrifying beast, putting me on high alert. Seeing his

tortured by him, terrified of being

he IV needle from my hand, and des

rigid. I backed away, staring at the m

p eyes locke

s no longer the young girl whose heart fluttered with ador

expressionless. "Where do you th

courage to speak. In front of him, I no l

my palms and kept my head down, looking tow

sked, my voice impossibly humbl

naive. You think slashing your face twice erase

a cornered rabbit. "I have mo

umpled, blood-stained bills. It was exactly tw

m in my trembling hand

violently. "I'll give it all t

pitiful bills. His throat bobbed. A wave of irrit

asn't experienced true hardship. Wha

. The crumpled bills sca

t of countless days of sweat and blood, making hundreds of garments in the

bone. But Dorian still hated me. He

bt taking root in my shattered mind.

d covered in scars. His thin lips parted as his long fin

As long as Isabelle doesn't wake up, you will live

than any prison. The light of fre

lfed in to

my voice eeril

fate. "I... wi

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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.”