All Chapters of The Prophecy Said I'd Kill My Sister, But I Died First: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

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I crashed to the floor.The heavy thud carried through the door.Helena had already walked away, but she stormed back, slamming her palm against the wooden door."Iris, what are you doing in there now?"We've kept you in line for years, and you still haven't learned a single thing?!"Outside the door, Clara clutched her chest and wheezed as she tried to calm her down."Mom, don't be angry. Iris probably didn't mean it."That was all it took for Helena's fury to melt into tenderness.She gathered Clara in her arms, rubbing her back and murmuring soft reassurances.But the next instant, she whipped around toward the attic, her eyes blazing."Can't you behave just this once? Do you always have to scare your sister and keep us on edge every single day?"My lips trembled as I tried to defend myself.But the wave of exhaustion and agony crashing through my body wouldn't let me speak a single syllable.Pack lore said that when a werewolf was on the verge of death, hearing was the last sense t

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My consciousness sank into darkness.When I opened my eyes, I was floating in midair inside the attic.Music from the banquet drifted up from below. I drifted through the door and down to the first floor.The display case in the hallway was lined with Clara's awards and trophies, accumulated over a lifetime.Every single one had been polished to a shine.At the very bottom of the case, shoved beneath everything else, was a family portrait I had drawn as a child.But the figure of me standing in the corner had been scribbled over with black ink until my face was unrecognizable, as if to make one thing clear.I, their daughter, had never been meant to exist in this family at all."Where's Iris? Today is her twentieth birthday, and you're still keeping her locked in the attic?"Edmund sat at the head of the table, his brow furrowed.He was the former Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, and his words still carried weight.Helena's expression soured."Edmund, why bring her up?"The prophecy is s

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The birthday banquet was winding down.Guests murmured among themselves, glancing now and then toward the head of the table.Helena and Roland hadn't left Clara's side, their eyes trained warily on the attic.At last, the clock struck twelve.Clara stood in place, perfectly healthy. Her complexion was rosy, her breathing steady.Nothing had happened.Helena let out a long breath. The tension she had been carrying all day fell from her shoulders, and she pressed a hand to the corner of her stinging eyes."We finally broke the Moon Goddess's prophecy."All those years, they weren't for nothing."Roland's brow smoothed out as well. He raised his voice and addressed the gathered guests, "Every guest who attended tonight is welcome to claim one mile of hunting grounds on the Northern Slope as your personal territory!"The room erupted in cheers and congratulations.The crowd surged toward Clara with raised glasses, surrounding her at the center.I floated above them all, numb, thinking only

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Crack!A palm slammed down hard on the table.Kael shot to his feet from his seat in the corner, fists clenched, eyes rimmed red."I've put up with the way you've treated her until now."But you're actually going to send her to the correction camp at Western Ridge? Do you even know what that place is? Nine out of ten who go in don't come out alive!"This isn't discipline. You're sending her to die!"Helena's face went rigid."You've overstepped! Our family's affairs are none of your business!"Do you know how much Clara has suffered because of her? Sending her to the camp is for her own good!"Kael's lips twisted into a cold, bitter smile.His gaze fell on Clara's pale face, and his contempt was unhidden."The engagement was something you forced on Clara. I never agreed to it."In my heart, Iris has always been my only fiancee. From the beginning."And today, I'm taking her out of that attic."He turned and headed for the staircase.Helena lunged to block him, but he shoved her aside.

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Helena lurched to her feet, her steps unsteady.Her throat worked. Her mouth opened. But no sound came out.Kael swayed where he stood, the color draining from his face.He was about to start toward the main house when a soft voice rose behind him."Dad, Mom, Kael, don't panic."Clara took a maid's arm and rose slowly, a small smile curving her lips, her tone assured. "This is obviously one of Iris's tricks. She wants to lure us back."That way we'll go soft on her and she won't have to go to the correction camp."She paused, her gaze settling on the steward, her voice gentle as she pressed, "Other than the smell and the insects, did you hear anything else inside?"And can you really tell from the other side of a door that the smell is from a person?"The steward blinked, then hesitantly shook his head."N-no, I didn't hear any sounds from inside..."The smell was strong, but I can't say for certain that it's from a person."Clara let out a light laugh and turned to her parents."See?

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The wind off Silver Moon Bay carried the damp bite of salt.For three days, my parents stayed with Clara along the shore.They strolled on the fine sand under the moonlight, laughing at the shimmer on the water.I drifted behind them. No one could see me. No one cared.For one fleeting, childish moment, I had imagined that when they learned I was dead, they would crumble with regret.But watching the contempt and satisfaction hidden beneath Clara's gentle mask, even that small hope turned laughable.I was trapped in this ghostly existence, unable to do anything but watch it all unfold.Over those three days, servants from the main house made three separate trips, each one arriving pale-faced to report that the stench from the attic was growing worse. The smell had spread into the hallway, and insects were pouring through the gap beneath the door. They asked permission to open it.But every time Helena began to waver, Clara would pull out her phone at just the right moment.The screen s

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"Don't be ridiculous!"Roland roared, his brows knotted tight. "She's faking! She was sending messages and throwing tantrums just yesterday. There's no way she died today!"He bent down to grab me again, determined to prove everyone wrong.But the moment his hand closed around my wrist and pulled, a faint crack sounded.It was the sound of a bone, stiff with rigor mortis, snapping under the force.He yanked his hand back and stared at the motionless body on the floor, at the livid patches spreading across the skin, and couldn't move. He was nailed to the spot.No one spoke.The silence in the attic was suffocating. Only the thick stench of decay hung in the air.The pack doctor carried his kit in, took one look, pressed two fingers to the side of my neck, and shook his head."Judging by the lividity and the rigor, she's been dead for at least three days."Roland stood rooted to the spot, his lips quivering, unable to form a single word.He looked down at his hands, the same hands that

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Every pair of eyes in the room turned to Clara.But Clara had gone still. She rose from the floor, brushed the dust from her skirt, and let out a cold, sharp laugh."That's right. It was all me."Those messages, every single one. I sent them from her phone. So what?"Her voice climbed. Her face twisted into something ugly and unhinged. "Why? Why did Kael only ever have eyes for her?!"Why did you always value her more when we were children, while I had to fake illness every single day just to earn a scrap of your attention?!"I wanted her dead. I wanted her gone forever!"Roland was shaking from head to toe. He slapped her across the face."She's your sister!"The sound echoed through the attic.Clara's head snapped to the side from the blow, but she smiled, staring straight at Roland."What gives you the right to hit me? Aren't you the ones who killed her?"All because of one ridiculous dream. You locked her up for three years, poured that potion down her throat for three years. She n

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