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Chapter 52
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2026-05-15 18:00:23Leah
Eyes raked over me—my hoodie, my boots, the faint purple bruise still blooming beneath concealer on my cheek. No one smiled. No one offered a hand. I saw the calculation in their faces: too young, too scarred, too unpolished. An outsider playing at medicine.
Jafar’s gaze settled on me last. He inclined his head—polite, but only just.
“Miss White,” he said. “You’re expected.”
He gestured to the circle of physician
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LeahI shrugged, wincing as the motion pulled at the taut skin of my cheek. “Took a fall while gathering herbs. There’s a ball in two days I need to attend. I’ll be needing some poison ivy vine—enough to bring the swelling down quickly.”He was already moving, rummaging through the crates behind his stall with a haste that sent dried herbs scattering. “Poison ivy vine, poison ivy vine… I know I have it here somewhere… Ah!” He emerged triumphantly, a small bundle wrapped in brown paper clutched in his hands. “Here we are. Freshly dried, potent as they come.”He pressed it into my hands, but when I reached for my coin purse, he waved me off with an impatient gesture.“Keep your coin. This is nothing.” He leaned closer, his voice dropping conspiratorially. “I haven’t forgotten what you and that handsome fellow did for me last month. Those awful teenagers would have cleaned me out—my whole month’s earnings, gone. If you hadn’t stepped in…” He shook his head, the memory clearly still rankl
Cursed Ugly Mate: Reborn for Vengeance Chapter 55
LeahThe corridor outside the Dowager’s chambers had never felt longer.I had barely taken three steps when I saw him—Jalin, leaning against the marble wall with his arms crossed, his expression a mask of poorly concealed satisfaction. Behind him, a cluster of the royal physicians had gathered like crows on a fence, their white coats stark against the gilded hallway.“Well, well,” Jalin said, pushing off from the wall as I approached. His eyes swept over my swollen face with mock concern. “Cast out so quickly? I thought you might have lasted at least an hour. Though I suppose—” he gestured vaguely at my injuries, “—perhaps the sight of you was enough to send Her Majesty into a relapse.”A snicker rippled through the group behind him. Dr. Vane, the elderly physician who had always resented my youth, adjusted his spectacles and shook his head with theatrical pity. “The girl thinks a handful o
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LeahThe air seemed to be intensified.I didn't know what the Dowager Queen Mother would do.For a long moment, she simply stared at me. Then she exhaled, a sound that seemed to carry the weight of years with it. “Come here, child. Sit.”I obeyed, lowering myself onto the stool beside her chair. She reached out, her cool fingertips brushing my swollen cheek with a gentleness that made my throat tighten.“Tell me,” she said, and her voice had regained some of its former command, but underneath it was something else—a hunger, almost. “Tell me everything. How did you reach it? The Silverthorn grows high, where even the eagles fear to nest.”So I told her. I told her of the path I had taken through the Ironwood Forest, of how I had stripped off my boots and dived into the black water of the deep water when I realized the root grew not merely on the cliff but on a ledge accessible only from the water itse
Cursed Ugly Mate: Reborn for Vengeance Chapter 53
LeahAlpha Agnes and the Dowager had been inseparable for decades. Confidantes. Sisters in all but blood. The Dowager had stood beside Alpha Agnes when she claimed the Alpha title after her mate’s death; Alpha Agnes had nursed the Dowager through the wasting sickness that took her daughter. They had wept together, laughed together, ruled together. There was no jealousy, no old feud that I had ever heard whispered. Nothing that could justify slow poison. Nothing that could explain why the kindest woman I knew would choose this quiet, creeping murder.My mind raced, turning over every memory from both lives. Nothing fit. The pattern refused to emerge.The Dowager’s footsteps sounded in the corridor—slow, measured, the tap of her cane against stone growing louder.Cold sweat prickled along my hairline.I could speak now. I could point at the censer, show the shattered pearls, demand answers. The Dowager would listen; she had always t
Cursed Ugly Mate: Reborn for Vengeance Chapter 52
LeahEyes raked over me—my hoodie, my boots, the faint purple bruise still blooming beneath concealer on my cheek. No one smiled. No one offered a hand. I saw the calculation in their faces: too young, too scarred, too unpolished. An outsider playing at medicine.Jafar’s gaze settled on me last. He inclined his head—polite, but only just.“Miss White,” he said. “You’re expected.”He gestured to the circle of physicians. “Allow me to introduce my colleagues.”He began with Dr. Elara Voss—chief of Lycan neurology at the Royal Institute, silver hair pinned in an elegant chignon, eyes sharp as scalpels. Then Dr. Torin Blackwood—toxicologist, broad-shouldered, hands scarred from years of handling venom samples. Dr. Liora Kane—surgeon, the one who’d once reattached a severed limb during a border skirmish. One by one he named them—each title longer, each resume more
Cursed Ugly Mate: Reborn for Vengeance Chapter 51
LeahI knew the next words out of my mouth would decide more than just this breakfast.In my first life I would have spilled everything—every slap, every bruise, every time his hands closed around my throat until black stars burst behind my eyes. Agnes would have listened. She would have believed me. And then she would have been forced to punish the grandson she had raised like her own heart. Samuel would lose face, lose standing, lose the slow climb toward the Alpha title he craved more than air. I would have tasted victory for one sharp, bitter moment. But Agnes’s eyes would have dimmed. She would never look at me the same way again. The woman who forced her to choose between blood and justice.This time I understood the arithmetic of power better. Silence would brand me weak. The servants were already murmuring behind cupped hands; by tonight the whole pack would know someone had been hurt in the heir’s bedroom and no one had answered for it
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