His Luna's Killer Revenge
"No, no, no, that, -can't- be true. My parents have passed away! They are dead. I am an orphan!"
Alaric had leaned beside me, smugness reeking in his voice. "Oh, yes, it is. Shocked, little omega? You thought you were born to serve tables and wash training mats, did you?” He grinned and squatted down in front of my chair. "You were made to reign, Ada. You were the daughter of the powerful, the heir to the most powerful pack of the northern territories. Until we stole it all.”
My eyes were fixed on the woman, who was my mother; she was pulling her head up with all the strength left in her body. Her voice shook, and her lips were trembling. "Ada… baby…"
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