Claimed By The Alpha Who Rejected Me
“Good job Seliene. You have finally avenge your father's death.
From now on, there will be no Ronan.’
I froze.
“What… what do you mean?” I asked, my voice trembling.
Lucian’s expression darkened.
“That dagger,” he said coolly, “is laced with a toxin no wolf can survive. Not even someone like him.”
The ground slipped from beneath me. My legs gave out, and I collapsed to the floor, numb.
My heart felt like it had been ripped from my chest.
Ronan is dead.
And I’m the one who killed him.
Tears streamed down my face, hot and relentless, but I couldn’t tell if they were from grief, regret, or something else entirely.
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