The Daughters Of Yalta นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Those were the words she had always used on me. Suri had been in a terrible mood lately because she was unable to attend school and was deeply humiliated. Worst of all, without school, where was she supposed to bully others or extort money? She stomped her foot and screamed, "Why won’t you give it to me?! If you can’t afford me, why did you even give birth to me?! You old hag, why don’t you just die? All the money in this house belongs to me!" Hearing her beloved daughter tell her to die, Mom nearly fainted from shock. She thought about all the humiliation she had endured begging for Suri’s schooling and all the money she had spent, only for this ungrateful child to curse her over allowance.

I wished the ground would swallow me up instead of facing those cunning politicians. But it didn’t happen! I was dragged to the conference Hall, where a room full of stern-faced Alphas observed me keenly as my dad introduced me. “Gentlemen, meet my daughter, Shyla Harrison. She is my heir and a pure-blooded Fenrir Alpha.” The piercing cold gazes of Alphas pierced my soul, it felt awkward to be the center of attraction. After all, I wasn’t a specimen for curious school kids where they were examining me for educational purposes.

"Through loyalty, through union, and through me. My name is Anastasia, daughter of Alpha Darwin and Luna Thalia from the East." My wolves in the Western pack murmured at her boldness. My mother's lips curved, almost approving as she watched me while my father gave the slightest nod towards her. Then came the Northern pack she wolves. Their pack's aura was colder, sharper, as if they carried the winter winds themselves into our courtyard. Two daughters walked forward, side by side, though their beauty could not be mistaken for one another's.

She kept only the essentials and got rid of the rest. As the room slowly emptied, she froze for a moment. A flood of memories came back to her. Eight years ago, Yara, a girl from a modest family in a small town, got into Highton University. There, she became best friends with Yelena Quinn, the heiress of a wealthy family in Jadewood. Despite coming from very different worlds, the two girls clicked instantly. They went to class together, ate together, shopped together, and spent every day together.

Slowly, the three men looked at the former maid of Fabroa mansion who followed Harriet in this place. Sorren tilted his head, Cassius frowned while Zion snorted a sardonic laugh. “They are my daughters,” Astell introduced. “My dear Nadia, and lovely Reese.”

I shook my head. Dad smirked, "You will be the first female Alpha, Bella. And not only that, but you'll also be Queen. This is a huge leap forward for some of these old fashioned Lycans. If only they knew my daughter could rule better than their disrespectful sons." Dad shook his head as if he were speaking from personal experience. While I felt proud at his words, something struck me as odd. The way he said "disrespectful son's" made me think he had dealt with a few. I wondered if that had anything to do with me.

"Miss, we arrived too late, and you've had to suffer. Please punish us." Everyone stood frozen in shock, staring at me as if they had seen a ghost. Miss? The Conrad family's eldest daughter? The legendary heir of the Conrad family—low-key, mysterious, and in control of a vast business empire—was she really this woman standing here, the one Aaron had just called a crazy nanny? Aaron stood rigid, the smile on his face instantly petrifying. He whipped around to point at me, his voice trembling. "You've got the wrong person! That's impossible! How could she be the Conrad family's eldest daughter? You must be mistaken!"

Have they always looked at me like this, or is my mind just racing after everything Asher said? This isn’t my home. The thought twists painfully in my mind. If Asher is right, and I really am the Alpha’s daughter from the Blood Moon Pack, then that would place a target squarely on my back. Asher never did say which pack killed my father, who his enemies were. Could it… could it be the New Moon Pack—my home pack?

Despite the panic that affected Kyra, she did not lose sight of the condition of Celine, who seemed to be on the verge of losing consciousness. "Celine, breathe, please, you have to be strong, please, for me, I can't stand without you." Is it possible that Zain is still alive, this means that the head of the snake is still swirling around the place, O Almighty!! This is awesome, emerald green eyes, like two rare gems, Talia, he owns Talia, Zayn took Talia, Maxim and Ruby's daughter, her parents' trust. Kaiden rose from his seat, placing his palm on the position of his heart, and Damian followed him at the same pace, clutching the latter on his chest, as if excruciating pain afflicted them.

I threatened, and I wasn't bluffing. "Now what do you want to say?" The alpha drawled, cutting me off in the process. "I'm not staying here," I said again, this time with a fierceness I never knew I had. "You do not have a choice here woman, you can only leave here once you’ve paid me the money your Dad owes me." He snapped. “He’s not even my dad!” I yelled in frustration, “you should’ve taken his own daughter and not me!”