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Gina immediately moved closer to Rhys, her eyes narrowing at the minister. “Watch your tone, Victor.” But Victor barely spared her a glance. “An outsider walks into the throne room, and now a child is claiming to be the Alpha King’s son? What kind of mockery is this?” Brayden’s arms tightened around Remus. “Enough.” His voice wasn’t loud, but the single word silenced the room. Victor’s mouth snapped shut. Brayden looked at the ministers, his expression turning cold. “Before any of you decides to speak about treason, I suggest you understand what is happening in front of you.”

Twenty-eight years of being a traitor's daughter who was nothing of the kind. And now: Alpha of Valdenmere, daughter of Edran Ashwood, formally in a bond with the person she had chosen, building the territory her family had always been building toward without knowing it was theirs. It was enough. It had always been going to be enough. My father knew that. Now so did I.

After my parents adopted my sister, we started drawing lots whenever we wanted the same thing. A long stick meant I won. A short one meant she did. Dad was our pack’s Alpha. Mom was its Luna. They could have given us both almost anything. I was the one who had asked them to bring Lily home. At first, she followed me everywhere, calling me her big sister. I loved the sound of it. But for the past year, I hadn’t drawn a single long stick. Even Ethan, my childhood sweetheart and the pack’s Beta, told me to stop keeping score. “She’s already lost one family,” Mom would say. “Do you really need to make her fight for this one? It isn’t her fault you’re unlucky.” So I practiced. Surely, if I kept t

Especially to someone who wasn’t born in the pack. “Understood, Alpha.” Razel looked at Sheila now, who had managed to give birth to a child, to a daughter after several pushes. “She’s dying,” he whispered to Alain. Razel gazed at the woman’s weak body, drenched in blood and ornamented with bruises and scars. “So will you if you will let the others know.” The Beta almost choked in his throat and did nothing but stare at the babe. He just stood in front of the mother and daughter, looking past the window where the rain and thunder had finally silenced. Neither Alpha nor Beta say a word when the doctor scoops up the baby and they finally have a proper look on the child whose blood runs with F

I made my way towards the dishes before the head maid would find me once again. Everyone looked down on me in the pack. I was treated worse than an omega even by the omegas themselves. There wasn’t a day I wasn’t reminded that I was still alive thanks to the Alpha’s generosity. My father was the beta to the Alpha, that was until he was accused of betraying the Alpha, planning a coup to take his position. My father was labeled a traitor along with my mother. They were both killed as punishment for their crimes while I was spared. I was asked to be grateful that I wasn’t killed just like them.

“I promised I’d never leave him, and I did. I didn’t hear what he wanted to say. I knew if I did, even if he lied, I’d forgive him. So, I left before I changed my mind. Then I ended up here.” “Bella…” The familiar pain in my chest returned, and so did the burning bite of anger. I stretched my legs out and leaned back. “But what does it matter? I bet he’s really happy now that I’m gone. He may not even be looking for me. I don’t care. He has what he wants. I learned who I really am.” I gave out a small laugh. “Who does he think he is, anyway? I’m an Alpha too!” I said, turning to face him. “I’m your daughter. I’m of Alpha blood. I’m next in line as Alpha. He’s not the only one…”

Ethan grabbed Valeria by the arm and hauled her to her feet. "You cannot do this!" she screamed. "I am the daughter of an Alpha! My father will hear about this! He will destroy you!" "Let him try." I turned and walked out of the room. Her screams followed me down the hallway. But I did not stop. I did not look back.

But no longer shaking. “I still hear his voice,” she admitted. “My father’s. In the dark. Sometimes I dream about the way he looked at me when I was cast out. Like I was already dead.” “I know that look,” Ryker said. “I’ve seen it in other alphas. When something stops being useful to them.” She nodded. “That’s the word. Useful. I was never a daughter. I was a bargaining chip. A body meant to carry obedience.” Ryker shifted beside her, not touching, but close. Steady.

“Oh, sweetheart, this is our first meeting, so I won't be rude. But next time, you should know how to talk to the pack's heiress and her people.” Her expression turned confused as she frowned, “what do you mean?” My lips twitched slightly. "I mean, I am the Alpha's daughter. I am Valentina Rodriguez.” Several gasps fell around us, people were shocked to hear me. The girl and her minions were puzzled as well. However, soon, the arrogant girl laughed out, pointing at me. “Alpha's daughter? What a pity.” She sneered, sending me a heated stare, “A disfigured, wolfless, petty omega, claiming herself as the Alpha's daughter—hahaha…”

My father remarried, and I and my mother, could not for the life of us begin to survive without him. I was the Alpha’s daughter who couldn’t afford a can of beans for dinner. I was the Alpha’s daughter who killed my stepsister’s dog, who watched it die, and then went back in to present it to her, a cold look on my face. Her mother marked me as a traitor immediately. I was the Alpha’s daughter who grew up disgraced, and then Violet came along and I saw someone I could protect. Ulric came along and I saw someone I could love.