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Author: Samuelade
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-11 17:20:41

SARA'S POV

I was wiping the last of the blood from under my nose when she appeared.

When the Omega servants started to scurry and bow in her presence. I realized it had to be someone of upmost importance and when our eyes made contact, I felt bile rise in my throat.

Brigid O'Donoghue. The polished second Luna of Silvercrest. Her voice dipped in sugar when she spoke.

“Your cousin is leaving,” she said, tilting her head. “I thought to tell you.”

Her expression faltered the second she really looked at me. Her eyes dropped to the stains down my front, the wetness still clinging to my fingers.

“Goddess,” she whispered. “Are you alright?”

I blinked at her. Something shifted in me. Something old. Or maybe something new that had always been there, buried beneath layers of submission and shame. Because I saw her now. The woman who’d ruined everything. The woman who sent my mother to kill the only man who had ever meant anything to me.

The true beast of the Silvercrest pack.

“There must be some
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    DARRAGH'S POVThe words hung on my tongue for a moment too long. Ciara sat across from me, fingers drumming against her knee, eyes fixed on the hotel window where the morning sun streaked the glass. That hollow look in her gaze—like she was bracing for another blow—made the decision for me."Saraphina's mother," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Riona Maychild."Ciara went perfectly still. Only her chest moved with a sharp intake of breath that escaped as a slow hiss between her teeth. Two rapid blinks, and something hardened in her expression."Of course." The words scraped from her throat as if each one cut on the way out. "Of course." Her knuckles whitened around the edge of the armchair. "I've had this feeling about your cousin."I crossed the room in two strides. "Don't go there.""Why not?" Her eyes met mine, glittering with dangerous intensity. "You think I'm wrong? You should see the way she watches you when you're not looking. The way she talks about—""Sara is nothin

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  • The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate   FORTY THREE

    SARA'S POVI stared down at my grandfather's body, watching the rain wash his blood into the garden soil below. My chest heaved with each breath. I'd done it. I'd actually killed him.My legs gave out. I sank to the wet balcony floor, back pressed against the railing. Reality crashed into me like a tidal wave. I'd just murdered my grandfather. The realization punched through me, leaving me gasping."Oh goddess," I whispered, hand flying to my mouth. My fingers trembled against my lips.What had I done? The Omegas had seen us fighting. They'd heard everything. Now his body lay broken and bloody on the ground below my balcony, his brain scattered across the stones. I couldn't hide this.I couldn't breathe. My lungs refused to expand. Each gasp came shorter and more desperate than the last. The world spun around me as panic clawed its way up my throat.I couldn't move him. I couldn't carry a dead body through the estate alone. My magic wasn't reliable enough to do the job without leaving

  • The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate   FORTY TWO

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  • The Alpha's Betrayal: My Second Chance To Defy Fate   FORTY

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