When The Moonstone Dies The Pack Follows
For twenty years, I—the trueborn Alpha daughter—had been stripped of my birthright, treated worse than the lowest Omega, and left to rot in a drafty shack at the edge of our territory.
"Father," I looked right into his eyes. "My mother might be gone, but her bloodline made you. She gave you everything. That amulet was all I had left of her. Does that mean nothing to you?"
For a split second, he actually faltered.
Livia chimed in from the couch, "Honey, it's just a rock. It can't be that important."
"It's gone," I said to her. "Didn't you even think to ask before you destroyed it?"
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