Semua Bab The Banished Prodigy’s Silent Rise: Bab 1 - Bab 10

I stood in the rotting shack. Freezing wind howled through the window cracks. My wolf let out a weak whimper.I trained like a maniac for a whole year to get that Royal Elite Academy offer. But I couldn't even afford a fresh piece of meat. I scrubbed tables at the filthiest bar in town between training sessions. Just to afford some cheap scraps to survive.Nobody would ever guess I was the Alpha and Luna's daughter.My parents, Rowan, and my twin sister Willow lived in the main Pack House. They had a private heated spring just to soak in the moonlight and strengthen their wolves. Even Willow's walk-in closet was five times bigger than my entire shack.Growing up, they always blamed me. They said I siphoned Willow's strength in the womb. So she deserved everything. And I was just a monster who needed to repent.The trials ended a week ago. I'd shattered the all-time record. But my phone stayed dead quiet. No one in the Pack chat cared.Until today. My screen lit up. My mother, Sy

I had to escape this territory. I needed money. I went back to the dirtiest bar in town. Staring at the clock on the kitchen wall, I slaved away for fifteen hours a day.So what if I was the combat prodigy who broke the record? Right now, my hands were frozen red, soaking in harsh industrial cleaner as I scrubbed mountains of greasy plates. If I just got my 800 bucks for the month, I could buy a ticket out of here.At noon, the bar's entry bell chimed. "Alpha! Luna!" The owner was a low-ranking wolf. His terrified voice pierced the noisy dining room. He bared his neck in complete submission.I walked out carrying a tray of clean glasses and froze. It was my parents, Rowan, Julian, and Willow. They had just come from the fanciest boutique in the Capital. They were holding shopping bags of all sizes. And me? I stood in front of them in a ragged apron covered in slop and grease. Like a pathetic clown.Sylvia's cold eyes swept over me. She scowled in disgust. "Harper, must you humi

The pain in his chest was unbearable. Like a rusty silver blade twisting in his heart. Julian clutched his chest. He curled up in the darkest corner of the banquet hall, completely drained of energy. “I officially reject you.” Harper’s cold words from last night echoed in his head. A curse he couldn’t undo. Nailed deep into his soul. A Mate’s Rejection is irreversible. It was tearing his wolf bond apart. His Alpha aura was a total mess. Every breath brought pure agony to his nerves. He was too weak to even stand. The Pack House was blazing with lights. Willow’s farewell party was sickeningly lavish. The glaring crystal chandeliers made Julian dizzy and nauseous. Right in the middle of the long table sat a velvet box. Inside was Willow’s acceptance letter to the Royal Elite Academy. “Willow is the pride of our territory! The Council's Healer Program is extremely hard to get into. She has a bright future!” “All thanks to our Alpha and Luna. They raised such a perfect daughter.”

Snow and wind raged at the border station of the Neutral Territory. I stepped off the long-distance bus, dragging my beaten-up canvas bag. Instantly, a few roaming Rogues locked eyes on me. “New here? Whatcha got in the bag? Pay up!” The leader blocked my way. A scarred brute. Flashing yellow teeth and greedy fangs. Reeking of cheap booze and dirt. I didn’t waste a single word. I snapped my eyes up. And unleashed the raw, dominant aura of a pureblood Alpha. I let it all out. Bang. The terrifying force of my Alpha aura blasted him backward. He crashed hard into a snowbank, coughing up blood. His gang turned ghost-white. Too terrified to even shift. They tucked their tails and ran for their lives. The passing wolves stopped. Nobody panicked or called the cops. Instead, they whistled in respect. “Pure Alpha aura! Badass!” I smirked. This was the Neutral Territory. A wild, modern jungle. High-rise buildings mixed with the absolute law of the strong. No more stiff, disgusting r

It snowed for two weeks straight in the Neutral Zone. I walked out of Obsidian Academy’s gravity room. Sweat dripping off my chin. The metal door hissed shut behind me. Suddenly, a messy, chaotic scent hit me. That once-familiar, high-and-mighty Alpha aura... was now weak as a newborn pup. “Harper...” A painfully hoarse voice echoed from the end of the hall. I stopped. Looked up with dead eyes. Julian stood there. It had only been two weeks, but he looked like a ghost. Dark circles under his eyes. Cheeks hollowed out. His expensive shirt was covered in mud and blood. He could barely stand straight. The Mate Rejection Backlash was draining his life away, drop by drop. Fighting the agony, he dragged himself over to me. “I paid a fortune to rogue trackers to find you.” He gripped his chest. Every breath sounded bloody. “I took two broken ribs from the border guards just to find out you were here...” Playing the victim. Hoping my heart would bleed for him just a little bit.