All Chapters of The Alpha’s Daughter They Mistook for a Dog: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

As the youngest daughter of the Silver Moon Alpha, I'd been practicing my howl since I was little. But even at 22, when every other werewolf could shift freely between human and wolf form, I was a round, fluffy white pup. My wolf spirit was still asleep, and my voice had never grown into a real howl. Every time I tried, I sounded like a hurt little puppy.My dad, Leon, took it all in stride."If you can't shift yet, there's no rush." He pulled a blanket over me. "There's plenty of room for you in Silver Moon Valley."My sister, Sierra, wasn't nearly as gentle. Whenever she came back from patrolling the mountains, she'd watch me chase the fat rabbit that kept stealing my berries. The rabbit would clear a rock with ease while I went headfirst into the grass. Then she'd lean against a tree and laugh at me. "Mia, are you trying to catch that rabbit, or are you putting on a tumbling show for it?"I bared my teeth at her. She scooped me up with one hand, brushed the dirt off my muzzle, and t

Early the next morning, I was dragged into the middle of a crowd, and Violet ordered me to fetch a glove she'd thrown, as entertainment.In Silver Moon Valley, my dad could hardly bear to let me walk on ice when it snowed. At the Black Pine lodge, Violet had metal clasps nailed to a wooden platform and chained me there with silver. She tossed the glove to the far end of the stage and gave the chain the slightest tug. It felt like a red-hot iron band clamped around my neck, the burn sinking into my bones."Go on," she said, smiling at the watching guests. "It puts on that pitiful act to get sympathy."I forced myself forward two steps, and the metal edge sliced open my paw pads. Blood dripped onto the stage. The audience burst into applause. Someone praised Violet Grant for being so good at training animals, and one guest even made an offer to buy this rare white fox.Dylan set up a big screen and played the video of me killing the hound the day before. On the screen, blood covered my m

Just as Violet was about to skin me alive in front of all her guests, I finally heard my brother's voice.At eight o'clock that night, the lodge's main hall was blazing with light. Guests from all the nearby packs crowded around the stage holding their drinks. Violet wore a white gown and a bright smile, as if she were hosting a grand celebration. Her people set me in the middle of a pile of flowers, fastened the silver chain to a corner of the stage, and covered the ugly wounds on my neck with the wide satin ribbon.She'd even given me a title. The rarest snow fox in the world."I caught this one in the mountains myself," she proudly told everyone. "It's vicious. It even killed one of my hounds. But I've already taught it how to behave."On the big screen, Dylan played the footage of me being dragged around and abused. One guest in the audience took in all my wounds, and his smile slowly faded."Where did you catch it? That area looks like Silver Moon territory."Nolan stepped in to s

The silver chain left more than 30 burns on my neck. When the healer took off the last layer of bandages, my dad looked as if those wounds hurt him more than they hurt me.Stop staring at me. The more you stare, the slower the healer works.Of course, I couldn't actually say it. All I could do was wag my tail so it brushed his hand. But the moment my tail moved, it pulled at my wounds, and I curled into a ball, wincing.Joanna came to help with the treatment too. Violet had confiscated her work badge, but Joanna still insisted on examining me. She put the silver collar in an evidence bag and explained to us that a grown werewolf's wolf spirit could be disrupted by silver, and because I'd never shifted, my body was especially fragile. That was why I looked so much like an ordinary pup.My dad stroked my head. He was quiet for a long time before he spoke. "You've been our girl from the very beginning. Nothing about that has ever changed."I felt proud and teary at the same time.Before l

The last thing I heard before I passed out was my dad asking why I'd gotten out of the car on my own. When I opened my eyes again, the first thing I saw was that same angry, exhausted face.I tried to say I was sorry.Instead, a booming howl burst out of me, and the healer sorting medical tools beside me jumped.My sister was leaning against the car door. She'd been looking stern, but in the end, she couldn't help laughing. "Even your apologies are a lot louder than they used to be."I looked down at myself. My front paws were wide and thick enough to cover an entire old blanket. My silvery white fur hung past my shoulders, and my tail wasn't a tiny puffball anymore. It looked like a broad white broom with a pointed tip.Before I could even celebrate, the healer picked up a pair of scissors and cut through the old gauze on my neck. The second she touched the wound, I flinched back into my dad's arms, and all the dignity of my newly awakened wolf spirit vanished."Don't move," the heale