The Lycan Regent's Wolfless Fated Mate

Chapter 7

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rist and a black wolf-pelt cloak trimmed with silver thread over my shoulders, I walk

d wooden trunks out of the main doors and tossing them into the frozen mud. Kalia's p

obbed as she lunged forward. "Be gentle, you low-bo

dor with a soft smile. "The servants are clumsy. If their wo

e smug too early! You're only throwing your weight around because of the Queen Grandmothe

tired of me is hard to say, but if your things aren't out of my courtyard befo

and beaten to death by Kalia in my past life. Now dressed in the crisp black rob

en the dirt stepped on by low-born mongrels in this wing will be bu

lling fortress guards nearby, Kalia covered he

After instructing Agnes to replace all the maids with my own trusted people, I slipped out the side door

m pavilion, hushed voices drifted through the crack in the silk screen. I stopped

t now? Eldest Sister is incredible-with just a few words, she made Firs

urtain tighter. "Your Eldest Sister crawled back from the gates of hell. Camila brought thi

flesh and blood carried for ten months. Why has she treated Eldest Sister like a

. That night, the entire villa was surrounded by her maternal family's private guards-even our fortress shaman was locked out! A midwife later let slip while drunk that after Camila nearly bled to death giving birth, she saw Jazlyn was a wolfless infant without a wol

out Cousin Kalia

at the corner of her eye! What kind of niece is that? She's clearly-" Beatrice cut herself o

had guessed half the truth: not only Kalia, but even the arrogant "eldest son" Essex Petty was E

ned to the Rosewood Wing study, where Agnes was

alace just arrived. The Queen Grandmother

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The Lycan Regent's Wolfless Fated Mate

Huang Xiaohuai Werewolf

“I am the true-blooded eldest daughter of the Burks Pack, but because I was born wolfless, my stepmother exiled me to a remote estate to rot. In my past life, I was brutally murdered and spent eighteen years wandering as a helpless ghost. During those eighteen years, I watched my stepmother and her beloved adopted daughter, Kalia, take over my home. I learned the filthy truth: my stepmother had been having an affair with a black-market smuggler. My arrogant brother and the sweet, adored Kalia were actually his bastard children with rogue blood. Yet, my father praised them, while I was treated like a stray dog and killed just to pave the way for a bastard to inherit the pack. For eighteen years, I watched these fakes taint our Alpha bloodline and steal everything that was rightfully mine. I couldn't accept why the true heir had to die in the mud while the vile impostors thrived in luxury. Opening my eyes again, I was back on the freezing carriage ride home. But this time, I ordered the driver to stop. "I am not going back to the territory." Instead of walking into my stepmother's trap, I went straight to the royal palace with a prophecy about a deadly blizzard. I am going to win the Queen Mother's protection, make a deal with the terrifying Prince Regent, and tear my fake family apart piece by piece.”