All Chapters of My Alpha Father Bought My Bone Marrow for My Half-Sister: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Seventeen years after my father Victor Blackwood disappeared from our lives, a black SUV pulled up outside the window well of our basement apartment. A lawyer stood at the door, his shoes so clean they refused to touch the mud on our steps.He said the Alpha of the Blackwood Pack was willing to pay fifty thousand dollars for me to be tested as a bone marrow match.My mother tore the business card in half. Her hands were shaking, but she slapped me anyway. When the second blow landed, I caught the smell of laundry detergent and painkillers on her. "If you take his dirty money," she said, "don't ever call me Mom again."There was only a spare key on the table. My mother pushed it toward me, the message as clear as it could be: refuse the Blackwoods and stay, or take the money and leave the key behind.I pushed the key back, grabbed my ID and my old backpack. "That fifty thousand isn't his money. It's my blood," I said. "I'm selling what's mine. He doesn't get to play the generous father.

After the blood draw, I didn't go back to the guest room. I had the driver take me to the garage instead. Over a dozen of the pack's cars gleamed under the lights. An obsidian-black limited edition sat dead center, like a beast that could never be wounded.I took a photo and showed it to Serena. "I want that one."Victor slammed the table and stood up. "You just stuffed yourself at my table, and now you're eyeing my car? Is that what your mother taught you?""You said fifty thousand was plenty for someone poor." I pointed at the car. "So who is that car sitting there for?"I had the butler bring the Blackwood family registry. "Put me back in as the eldest daughter and restore every right I'm owed. I won't ask for the car. But if you insist I'm just a donor, then we negotiate the marrow at the price of that car."Victor's jaw tightened. "Money, fine. Taking you back? Never."Claire rushed to defend him, saying their father had given her a piano and a penthouse. I slid the photo of the c

I didn't stop writing. After I finished signing, I spoke into the phone. "You are my mother. That's exactly why I won't listen to you this time. You can hate me, but you have to stay alive until I come back."My mother hung up. I immediately wired the three hundred thousand into her specialist treatment account, locking in the bed and the tests, giving her no way to return the money.Claire had heard every word. She suddenly turned to the doctor. "Let her see her mother first. Delay my conditioning by two hours. The risk is mine."I stared at her. "If you miss the window, you might not make it."She tucked her pale hands into her sleeves. "You saving me doesn't mean you should lose your own mother."When I reached the hospital, my mother had already changed out of her gown and was about to leave. She stood at the elevator, as stubborn as she'd been the day she took me out of Blackwood territory seventeen years ago.I blocked her path. "You don't have to want Victor's money, but this is

After Claire was resuscitated, she refused to reschedule treatment. Victor sat by the fireplace, flipping through territory accounts. When told his daughter no longer wanted to live, all he said was, "If she doesn't want to live, don't drag the whole pack into her mess."I asked if he'd been waiting for this day all along.He looked up at me. "You've got your three hundred and fifty thousand. Why keep pretending to be her sister?""When I take money, at least I admit it's a deal," I said. "You reduce your daughter's life to an inheritance slot and still expect everyone to believe you love her."He called me a rogue with no pack honor, then praised my mother for at least having a spine.I looked at him, and suddenly I wasn't afraid at all. "I'm just like you. You calculate whether your daughters are worth saving. I calculate what my body is worth. Neither of us gets to pretend the other is worse."Serena found me outside the ward. She said there was no more money, and she couldn't guara

The night Claire agreed to treatment, Victor smashed the crystal liquor cabinet engraved with the names of every Blackwood Alpha, smashed the television, and flipped the territory model off the table.Serena stood just outside the field of broken glass and glanced at her watch. "The fertility clinic appointment is at two. You have ten more minutes to smash things."Victor said he would no longer provide blood samples.Serena dialed her divorce lawyer right in front of all of us, requesting the separation papers be filed the next day, the joint assets inventoried, and Victor's two sons with Vanessa made public."You have one year left." She looked at him. "Hospital admissions, company paperwork, the funeral. Someone has to sign off on all of it. If you don't come with me to the clinic today, starting tomorrow I won't handle a single thing for you."Victor called her ruthless for taking advantage of a dying man, but he didn't deny the cancer. In the end, he slammed the front door on his