155. ONLY YOU

SERAPHINA

No one knew the truth, that before being an Alpha’s daughter, I was nothing more than the unwanted, unloved blood of my father.

Once, he had been the best father in the world. He used to smile at me as if I were his entire universe. But everything changed the day my mother refused to have another child. A son. An heir, what my father truly desired. From then on, he never smiled at me again.

When my mother died, the last warmth in my life was stolen from me. What remained was a cold, gilded cage where I became nothing more than a bargaining chip. My father paraded me before every Alpha who visited, their lust-filled gazes stripping me bare, their vulgar remarks piercing me, their filthy proposals trampling my dignity. I was never allowed to refuse them. If I offended even one, my father would have gladly tied me to someone worse.

That fear, that endless humiliation, carved itself deep into me until it grew into loathing. I began to hate men, all of them, because to them I wa