Sorry My Alpha Mom, I Was Born Broken のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

On the night of the Moon Goddess Festival, the collar malfunctioned. I collapsed at home in agony, full of silver poison. My mother just called me a useless Alpha heir who couldn't control her emotions.Just a moment ago, I was a heap of pain on the living room rug.The searing burn of high-concentration silver poison was tearing from my neck into my chest. The emotion-suppressing collar on my neck flashed a frantic, blood-red.The doorknob turned. A flicker of hope ignited in my chest."Mom!" I struggled to lift my head, my vision blurred by sweat. "You came back... Help me..."My mother was an Alpha. One of the world’s leading werewolf geneticists.She had to have sensed something was wrong. She was here to save me.But she just stood in the doorway, her Alpha presence an icy wave of pressure.Her gaze locked onto the flashing red light on my neck, her features twisting in familiar disgust."Red again. Losing control again?""No!" I tried to sit up, but the silver poisoning sent ano

The morning sun cut through the curtains, falling on my already stiffening corpse.From the kitchen came the sizzle of frying meat.The aroma of prime steak drifted through the central air, filling the entire house.It was my favorite smell. Mom only ever made it for important guests."Good," Elara said, a cruel smile on her lips, as she sipped her coffee in the living room. "Let's see if that smell can lure the little rat out of her hole."She was doing it on purpose.She was trying to lure me out with my favorite food so I would apologize.I floated at the ceiling, looking down at my body.My skin was now tinged with green, my eye sockets were deep pits, and dried black blood crusted the corners of my mouth.If I were alive, that smell would have definitely made me knock on the door and beg for forgiveness.But I was dead.The dead aren't tempted by food."Mom!" my sister Cassia's voice suddenly rang out, her voice dripping with fake drama. "What is that disgusting smell? It's coming

Agony had twisted my face into an inhuman mask.Dried black blood caked the corners of my mouth. It was a gruesome stain, proof of the silver poison my body had fought to expel.My eyes were clouded, pupils fixed and dilated, staring at a ceiling they couldn't see.But my neck... my neck was a nightmare.The emotion-suppressing collar was dark. Its light was dead. The skin around it was charred black, eaten away by countless injections of silver.Metal and flesh had melted together. The machine and my skin were one.My mother looked at that face and a bloodcurdling scream tore from her throat."AHHH!"She staggered backward, crashing into a bookshelf. Books rained down around her."No... impossible... This can't be real..."Her voice trembled, her eyes wild with terror."It's a hallucination! A trick! Selena is trying to scare me!"My body fell. The tablet trapped beneath me slid across the floor, stopping at my mother's feet.The screen lit up from the impact.The notes app was open,

Enforcer Blake took my tablet out of the evidence bag."Now, let's see what the deceased really went through."He cleared his throat and began to read from my notes.Every entry, every word, was like a dagger aimed at everyone in the room."Mom gave me a tonic with wolfsbane in it today. I had an allergic reaction, my heart was racing, and the collar turned red. Mom said I was being defiant and forced me to drink the whole bottle. I threw up blood, but the collar stayed red."My father's face went pale."Cassia broke Dad's moonstone necklace and blamed me. When I tried to explain, my heart pounded. The collar flashed red. Mom called me a liar and gave me a double dose. The pain was so bad I couldn't form words. Mom just said, 'You can't even feel something so small. Stop faking it.'"Marcus's hands began to shake."On New Year's Day, I just wanted a hug. I said, 'I love you, Mom,' and the collar turned red. Mom said love was a weakness, and then...""I had a fever. The high temperature

Six months later, medical officers from the pack's sanatorium came and took my mother away.The reason: severe self-harm tendencies and psychosis.When they found her, she'd been unconscious in her apartment for three days.The collar had been working nonstop. The silver poisoning almost killed her."Patient refuses all treatment," the head nurse said, shaking her head over the chart. "She insists on wearing that damned collar. She tries to shift and attack anyone who gets near it."My mother was placed in an isolation ward in the deepest part of the sanatorium. She became the strangest patient there.Since they couldn't remove the real collar, the staff had no choice but to leave it on.But worse, she started making her own backup "collars."She would wrap red plastic strips around her neck, over and over."Now there are two," she'd mutter to her reflection. "One for Selena, and one for me."The doctors tried to communicate with her."Ma'am, do you remember who you are?"She would imm