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I didn't die. I opened my eyes in disappointment as I stared at the walls. "Oh goddess, finally you are awake!" Stella exclaimed. She was sitting by my side. "What happened?" I asked. "You were attacked by rogues. The pack warriors trailing behind you guys rescued you just in time," she explained. "Pack warriors were trailing behind us?" I asked in surprise. "Yes, Alpha Grant wouldn't just leave without proper security," she told me. I shifted and winced at the pains I felt. "Oh, so sorry. I will get one of the healers to check on you," Stella stood up. I held her hand. "Wait, what about the Alpha?" I asked, worried about him. "Well, he brought Miss Anna here to check her leg; she had a sprain. As soon as the healers confirmed that was all she had, Miss Anna wanted to continue their trip, so they left the next day." "Thanks, Stella." She nodded and left the room to call the healer. As the healer checked me and asked questions, my mind wasn't even there. I answered him absentmindedly. I was thinking of Grant. He had gone on his romantic trip the next day without even a thought for me. He was with her now, being lovey-dovey while I was in pain. I closed my eyes as I tried to shut the pain away. I wouldn't cry for Grant; he didn't deserve it. Five days later, I was back to doing my chores in the pack house. All the servants could talk about was how romantic Grant had been when he brought Anna back after the attack. "He carried her in. He was so caring as he ordered the healers to attend to her," Stella remarked. I was in the forest being attacked by rogues and bleeding while Grant was ordering the healers to attend to a simple sprain. "Miss Anna is so lucky to have Alpha Grant in her life," another servant remarked. "Yes, a handsome and loyal man who loves her a lot." I scoffed. A loyal man who kept me as his bedmate. There was a door slam and a servant rushed into the kitchen. "Gia is back!" she exclaimed. I froze in fear. Gia was back! She wasn't supposed to be back. Grant had sent her away after the bullying and he had told me he would keep her away from me. Had he forgotten what he said? Why was she here? She entered the kitchen and went straight to me. She grabbed my hair and slammed it into the sink. The water from the tap poured over my head. I struggled, but she kept my head under the tap. When she pulled me back up, she slapped me hard across my cheek. "You bitch! Because of you, my brother sent me away. Who the hell do you think you are?" I shivered, unable to say anything. Just like that, I was back to being a young girl being terrified as Gia hit me over and over. The other servants watched. Nobody would say anything. Who would dare to stand up to her? "I see you are surprised I am back, right? I am here for Grant's mating ceremony and I am not leaving." My heart was beating so fast. She leaned in to whisper in my ear. "If I were you, I would leave this pack. Otherwise, I would tell everyone about how you have been sleeping with Grant." I was terrified. How had she known about that? "Do you think I don't know? You are a tiny slut and you seduced Grant. Did you think he would make you his mate?" I swallowed back my tears; I wouldn't cry. She slammed my head against the sink again and left. I stood up and left the kitchen. I went to my room and changed out of my wet clothes. There was a knock on the door; Stella came in. "Oh Feyre, what did you do to Gia?" I patted my head with my towel. I wish I knew what I did to Gia exactly. "It's okay, Stella. Everything is fine," I assured her. Stella nodded, although she didn't look convinced. In three days' time, I would be meeting with Alpha Ryder and hopefully that would be my freedom. Away from this pack, Grant, and Gia. I stayed away from Gia, hiding away in my room. Three days later... Stella came into my room. "The Alpha is back and he wants to see you in the study," she informed me. "Thanks, Stella." She smiled and left my room. I stood up and went to the study. He was back from his romantic trip and had finally remembered I existed. I knocked gently on the door. "Come in," he called out. I opened the door and entered. He was checking a paper. I stood waiting for him to acknowledge me. This was how it was with him. "How have you been?" he asked. "I have been fine," I told him. "I bought you something from my trip." He stood up and came closer to me. He took my hand and clasped an expensive-looking bracelet on my wrist. "Thanks," I muttered. He must have heard about what Gia did and thought the bracelet could make up for it. A bracelet I couldn't even wear, because how would I explain how an orphan omega like me could afford it? He caressed my cheek and then leaned in to kiss me. I turned my face away. "Feyre?" "You are getting mated soon, Alpha. I think we should stop doing this." He gripped my chin tightly. "We will stop when I decide." The door opened and I quickly stepped away from him. "Grant, I have been looking for you." She went to give him a hug. I quickly unclasped the bracelet and hid it in my pocket. "Feyre, how are you doing? I hope your injuries from the attack weren't too severe?" "No, ma'am. Thanks for your concern." She stepped forward and held my hands. "I felt so guilty you got injured because you drove us." "Oh, it's nothing, ma'am. Nobody could have predicted it." "But still, I feel guilty about it. Why not come to my birthday party tomorrow? I and my friends are just organizing a little hangout." "But ma'am, I am just a servant," I protested. I was an omega; why would she invite me to her birthday party? "Feyre, it doesn't matter. You are my guest." "But ma'am..." "She will be there," Grant interrupted me. I looked at him in surprise. Why would he want me to be there? "Okay, it's settled then. I will see you tomorrow," Anna said with a smile. She kissed Grant and left the room. "Why would you want me to go to the party?" I asked him in a whisper. "Because I don't want her to suspect anything." "But..." "You can leave now, Feyre," he dismissed me. I gritted my teeth and left.FEYREI froze for a second, then gave a small nod, quietly acknowledging his words.So not everyone in power was like Grant, twisting right and wrong to suit themselves."Dora? What’s wrong? Why are you crying like that, sweetheart?"A woman walked in, dressed in an expensive designer outfit, pulling a sleek suitcase behind her, her voice filled with concern as her eyes immediately locked onto Dora."Davina!"Dora’s voice broke as she rushed forward, throwing herself into the woman’s arms like she had just been rescued, yet even in that moment, she didn’t forget to shoot me a smug, triumphant look.My chest tightened.So this was her… Davina Crossel.The woman everyone said should have been standing in my place."Ryder, no matter what happened, you can’t scold Dora like that. She lost her mother at such a young age, she’s sensitive," Davina said, her tone gentle toward Dora, but the moment her gaze shifted to me, that softness disappeared completely.Her eyes moved over me slowly, fro
FEYREGrant didn’t say a single word.He just stood there, silent, as if everything that had just happened had finally caught up to him all at once, but even then, he still didn’t stop me.So I didn’t wait.I stepped forward, placed the resignation letter I had already prepared onto the table, and let it rest there between us like a final line drawn, something that couldn’t be taken back no matter what he said or did next.Everything between us… was over.Completely.And as that realization settled in, I felt something loosen inside my chest, like a heavy chain that had been wrapped around me for years had finally snapped.I took a slow, steady breath, lifting my hand to touch my swollen face, the sting still lingering from his slap, before pulling a handkerchief from my pocket and tying it gently around my cheek to cover the redness.Then I straightened my back.Lifted my chin.And walked out.Head high.We were all werewolves.Even if I was an omega, even if I had nothing, no family
FEYREAnna’s knocking grew louder, more impatient, each hit against the door echoing through the office like a ticking clock counting down to something inevitable.Grant didn’t open it immediately.Instead, he stepped in front of me again, blocking my path as if he could still control how this would end, as if offering me a way out on his terms would somehow fix everything he had already broken.He agreed not to force me into mating anyone.He even offered me twenty million a year.Generous, wasn’t it?But the moment the number left his mouth, I didn’t feel tempted, or grateful, or even surprised.Because I knew exactly what twenty million meant to him.It was nothing more than the price of a single piece of jewelry he would casually buy for Anna without a second thought.And suddenly, life felt like the biggest joke of all.When I was nineteen, I hadn’t needed twenty million.Back then, a thirty-dollar cake and a cheap bouquet of flowers had been enough to make me so happy that I cou
GRANTA sharp, suffocating pain spread through my chest, tightening with every second as her words echoed in my mind, refusing to fade no matter how hard I tried to suppress them.Who helped her get that slot?The answer came to me almost immediately.Ryder.It had to be him.And the moment that thought settled in, something ugly twisted inside me, something I couldn’t quite name but couldn’t ignore either.Was she still that close to him?Or worse…Was she planning to become his?The image alone was enough to make my chest burn with a heat that felt dangerously close to losing control.The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, the rational part of my mind slowly being drowned out by something far more possessive, far more irrational.Before I could stop myself, I reached out, grabbed Feyre by the wrist, and dragged her straight into my office, the door slamming shut behind us with a loud, final thud that seemed to seal us into that suffocating space.I turned to her, my expr
FEYREI froze for a brief moment, my thoughts catching on that one name as it echoed in my mind.Davina.Then it all came rushing back at once.Davina Crossel, the Crossel family’s eldest daughter, the prodigy who had shaken the entire region when she translated an ancient letter at just fifteen years old, instantly earning a reputation that most scholars spent their entire lives chasing, and someone I had once quietly admired from a distance as I clung to my own fragile dreams of entering the Imperial College to study ancient languages.The Crossel family itself wasn’t just wealthy, it was powerful in a way that ordinary people like me could barely comprehend, with deep-rooted connections that even extended into the royal bloodline, making them untouchable in most situations."If Davina wasn’t so busy with her work right now, you wouldn’t even have this chance," Dora continued with a dismissive huff, her chin lifting slightly as she looked down on me. "But I’ve already told her every
FEYREI listened closely as Evelyn continued, her voice lowering slightly as the story grew heavier."Alpha Ryder left the pack to study elsewhere, and he took Dora and her mother with him. The three of them lived together for a few years, almost like a real family. Eventually, Sir River couldn’t take it anymore and sent word that he would accept the relationship if Alpha Ryder returned. But before that could happen… she jumped into a river. Her body was never found. Alpha Ryder came back alone, with the child."Evelyn spoke like she was telling a story from a novel, every detail filled with quiet tension.I sat there, completely drawn in.This wasn’t just a love story.It was tragic… and a little unsettling."Why would she do that?" I asked slowly. "Didn’t Sir River already agree to let them be together?"Evelyn sighed softly. "People said she developed depression after giving birth to Dora, and on top of that, she kept thinking she was getting too old for Alpha Ryder. She believed t







