All Chapters of The Forgotten Alpha Daughter Walked Away: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"The Royal Werewolf Academy called today."At the dinner table, my mother Valerie cut her steak without even looking up. "They said you missed the final deadline to submit your materials."It had been three whole days since I was locked out of the main building.She only casually brought it up today.I put down my knife and fork and looked at her."Yes. Because my ID was locked in a drawer in Father's study. And none of you were here.""Freya, you are just too stubborn." My mother frowned. There was zero apology in her tone, only blame. "Couldn't you have figured something out when the door was locked? You mess with all those weird potions all day, but you can't even pick a lock?"As she spoke, she naturally forked the only piece of roast meat from her plate onto Chloe's."Eat more, sweetie." My mother's voice instantly turned incredibly gentle. "You have your High Healer Trials next week. You need the energy."I looked at that sizzling piece of meat. My stomach churned.The only Royal

Over the next two weeks, I spent the $320 I earned from the border herb shop to buy basic purification vials.On the cold floor of the storage room, I pulled three all-nighters, finished my independent potion report, and secretly submitted it to the National Young Potioneers Competition.Three days after submission, my mentor called the Pack House landline.He called three times just to ask my parents for a "sponsorship form" to verify my bloodline.No one answered the first two times. My mother finally picked up the third time.That night, my mother called me to the living room. Her face was terrifyingly dark."Your potion mentor called today. Said that independent report you submitted behind our backs passed the first round?" Mother Valerie frowned. There was no joy in her voice, only annoyance. "He said if you want to compete in the Nationals, you need the signature of the Pack Alpha or Luna to prove you're not a Rogue.""Yes." I stood by the sofa and said quietly. "I bought the via

Walking out of Winterhaven Airport, the freezing wind cut like a knife, but every breath felt more freeing than ever before.The first thing I did in Winterhaven was rent a shabby little potion workshop near the academy.The $6,000 prize money gave me confidence.The landlord was a retired veteran Pack guard with a face full of stubble.He looked at my freezing, red hands, then at my academy acceptance letter, and just crossed out the deposit section on the contract."It's not easy for a little girl in the Northern blizzards alone," he handed me the keys, his voice rough but kind. "Just pay the utilities monthly."The room was small, but it had an independent ventilation system and a temperature-controlled potion storage cabinet.Most importantly, it was mine.A yellowed "Advanced Wolfsbane Purification Chart" left by the previous tenant was stuck to the wall. There was a simple twin bed in the corner.I put my suitcase at the foot of the bed and took a deep breath.It smelled like ble

The Winterhaven Academy library was buzzing with voices this spring.Everyone was discussing the same topic."Did you see? That 'Alibi' report hit a million reads on the first day!""Goddess, that eldest daughter forgotten in a storage room is literally my life story.""What kind of stupid Pack abuses a genius just to buy combat boots? The whole Alliance is laughing at them now."I sat in the corner, quietly listening to the chatter.Maya rushed to my table, her eyes shining like stars."Freya! Your report blew up! The entire Northern Alliance is sharing it!"The report had been out for three days.Every day brought a new wave of discussion.Those case studies about "newly formed packs sacrificing certain children to concentrate resources" pierced the hearts of countless werewolves with similar experiences like a sharp knife."The Professor is looking for you." A student ran over, panting.In Silas's office, the sunlight cast striped shadows on the floor through the blinds.He leaned a

"Freya! Get out here!"A violent roar exploded inside the domed hall of Winterhaven Academy.The heavy crystal doors of the hall were brutally shoved open.My father Alaric, leading over a dozen fully armed territory guards, barged in aggressively. The blizzard howled in through the doors behind them. If he hadn't been holding up the Alliance-approved "Bloodline Mandate," the Winterhaven border guards would have torn these southern intruders to shreds long ago. But I knew Silas had deliberately ordered them to be let in.His eyes were blood red. The violent, overwhelming Alpha pressure of the Southern Alliance crashed down on me like a tsunami.Months ago, this pressure would have forced me to my knees instantly, stripping the breath from my lungs.But now, I just stood calmly on the steps. Not a single hair on my head trembled.Silas stood half a step behind me.The powerful spiritual bond of a pureblood Elder was pouring into my soul endlessly through our Mate pull. It was absolute s