All Chapters of The Alpha’s Daughter Is A Slave: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Freya walked into Imelda’s room with a paper that she handed straight to Imelda, who was seated in front of the mirror, wiping off her makeup. Imelda hurriedly took the folded paper and unfolded it. She read out loud. “Luna, I’ve successfully given her the poisoned juice. She will definitely die.”Her face beamed with smiles as she stretched out the paper into the incense burner on the stool beside her, and the paper burnt into ashes. The excitement she was feeling had no bounds. With a wide smile, she patted the transparent bottle that contained a rainbow-colored butterfly. “Can you believe it, Ruby? I’m finally getting rid of that stumbling block, and soon, I will become the Luna of the Silver Crust Pack. Isn’t that amazing?”Then, her memories flashed back to her days when she used to be a slave in the Dark Clad Pack. “Kyle, I have to tell you this even if you must have found out. I’ve fallen for you… we’re a perfect match. I’m the only one who truly understands your feelings an

Imelda blinked rapidly, her heart beating even faster. The priestess? What was she doing there? How did she find out? “What… What are you talking about, Priestess? Everyone knows that the mark on your shoulder is the fire-bird mark that you prophesied years ago.” Imelda chuckled nervously. The anxiety in her voice was unmistakable. The priestess smirked casually. “Yes, Miss Imelda. I gave the prophecy, but I never said the mark can’t be faked.”Imelda swallowed hard. Her hands were shaking in fear. After the mark went missing, she managed to create another mark using black magic. It would last only half an hour. “Faked?” She shook her head. “W… What does that mean?”She exchanged glances with her mother, who looked extremely nervous. Alpha Kyle cleared his throat and continued. “Priestess, go ahead and do your examination.”The closer the priestess walked, the harder Imelda’s heart pounded. Once the priestess got closer, she brought out of the box she was carrying a bottle of water

Staring blankly at the leaking roof, Imelda’s eyes brimmed with tears. She just couldn’t believe that Alpha Kyle would bear to banish her after all she had done to help him get the pack back. The words of the dark witch on the first day she visited her for a potion to weaken my father, echoed in her eyes. “You must love the Alpha so much that you’re willing to sacrifice your blood just to get a potion to bring down Alpha Dane for his sake, but have you ever thought if he feels the same way about you?”She had replied. “I know he fancies me too, it’s just because he’s suffering so much in the hands of that cold-blooded Alpha Dane. Once I help him kill Dane and take back both packs, he will fall for me.”The black witch stared at her with a mixture of disappointment and sarcasm. “Too bad. You’re just very naive, Imelda Taylor. I hope you won’t regret it.” Tears rolled down her face. The thought of going rogue made her heart skip. “No… he was just joking. He wouldn’t banish me from the

Lying on the hard, cold floor with her ankles cuffed with a giant chain. It was snowing heavily, so she was literally shaking in the cold. The clothes she had on were worn out and old and couldn’t cover her properly. The clanking of the chain on the door brought her attention to the entrance as she struggled to look up while shivering in the cold. Then, his cold, smug laughter slapped her hard on the face. Tears brimmed in her swollen eyes. She didn’t see him properly because of her teary eyes, but she could see the customized winter jacket he had on, so there was no way she wouldn’t recognize him. Bending over to her, he aggressively raised her head up, scanning her pale face and cracked lips with a mean grin on his face. With the last strength in her, she pushed his hand away, but he grabbed her hair, and she winced in pain. “You look pretty miserable.” He whispered into her ear and let out a scornful laugh. She sniffed hard, looking up at him with teary eyes. “You can’t break

I raised my head and saw my father walking closer to me. Unlike him, his face was pale and filled with regrets. Seeing him, I sprang up and rushed to him. “Daddy, how… how are you here? I thought…” I paused, trying to process what was going through my head. My father smiled sadly at me, then showed me the hideous stab on his chest, and I screamed in shock with my palms clasped over my mouth. “Daddy, what happened to you? Why are you bleeding? Who hurt you?” I cried as tears brimmed my eyes. He shut his eyes in pain and groaned while falling on the ground. I rushed to him and sat on the ground, screaming my lungs out. However, it felt like we were in a space or even the woods all alone. My screams were not heard, and help didn’t come forth. “Someone, help. Please help me. Daddy, you can’t die. Daddy, please wake up. Don’t leave me. Help me, please.” My voice echoed through the dark, lonely woods. “R… Rachel, my beloved.” My father managed to speak while spitting out blood from his