The Society's Pet Daughter Novels & Stories

I squeezed her back, perhaps a little too hard, a little too long. "Thank you," I whispered against her hair as she finally broke the hug. She stepped back, patting my head with a look of genuine concern. "I’m not going to ask or force you to tell me, but if anything is bothering you, I’m here to listen." I nodded, watching her walk away. She looked at me pitifully, as if I were a wounded animal. She had no idea she was the one in danger. The resolve in me was cold, hard, and absolute. My father thought he was the only player on the board. He thought he could have the daughter in the dark and the mother in the light. He thought he could keep us all in our little boxes.

“She has claws in every social circle in this city.” “How?” “Her father, Adrian Whitlock. He’s got alliances woven through every major pack feud. People stay on his good side, which means they stay on his daughter’s.” I couldn't help but snort. “Sounds like a bad rogue-mafia movie. I thought the Persian-Wolf syndicate was just a bedtime story to scare pups.”

"Mom was wrong. What did we do to you? What did we all do to you?" Even though Ava had already experienced it once, she still hugged the diary and cried until she shook. "Mia, look at Dad. Please look at Dad." Dad crawled to the desk. "Dad was wrong. You were never a bad investment. You're my daughter." He lifted his hand and slapped himself hard twice. "I'm not human. I forced my own daughter to death." Ava crouched on the floor and frantically searched for the forum on her phone. "I want to trade my sister back. I'll pay any price."

I stare at my dad in worry. I feel like he is setting me up for a lynching. Everyone gasps and gazes at him in shock and rage. I really want to walk back to my guest room and miss this explosion. “Rydon! What do you think you are doing?!” the mother scolds him “I am merely giving my eldest daughter a place beside me, why should she sit at the very end like a rogue stranger?” she stands up. “She is rogue filth! What is her pack? She is nothing to us! Filthy half-bred bastard mongrel that you found in the woods and took in because her mother was murdered in the mountains.”

Emilia Burke frowned: "Then am I going to wait here now?" Peterson Burke moved closer to her ear and said: "You should have found a chance to meet MissEnderson . I heard that woman doesn't have any brains, and could easily be controlled. There are some things you can't do with your own hands alone. You have to know how to use everything you can, understand? My daughter? " Emilia Burke looked at Peterson Burke in realization: "Dad, as expected, the older the better." The father and daughter pair looked at each other and smiled, their eyes clearly showing that they were evil.

Amber couldn’t get herself to say she didn’t have any thoughts… she just shook her head in denial pretending to be pitiful. “You, father and son, stop slandering my daughter. She is the most sought-after bachelorette in this country. Why would she do something like that?” Mrs Witherby jumped in, she couldn’t bear to see the tears streaming down her innocent daughter’s cheeks. Mrs Witherby was a simpleton unlike other ladies in wealthy families. She came from a wealthy family herself, well protected and pampered by the parents and brothers; after marriage her life was no different, she was well protected by Mr Witherby.

She's spending enough on her dog's treatments to keep her daughter afloat for a whole year! [I used to think Evelyn was just scrimping by, sipping water to stave off hunger, like her family was broke. Turns out, she's the only one in her family living like she's penniless.] [Anyone who brings a child into this world and doesn't care for them is lower than an animal. People like that shouldn't even be parents. They're just wasting air alive, and taking up space dead.] [How can a mom refuse to feed her own kid, but spoil a pet dog with fancy imported treats? She deserves to be struck down for that!]

I was the host that day, yet I didn't receive a single glance from my mother, as if I were her enemy instead of her daughter. During a break, I went to the restroom and accidentally overheard a conversation between Wendy and her friend. Her tone was smug, as if she had pulled off some grand feat. "Luckily, your uncle holds a high position at that old witch's company and helped me gather her preferences! Now that I've successfully become her daughter, you all can expect some benefits in the future!" Her friend chimed in, "I heard she hates pick-me girls, so you'd better not get caught! Haha… just thinking about how easy it is to manipulate that old hag makes me laugh!"

Slowly, I retreated my thumb from the hang-up button. "Speak" I finally spoke. "As much as I want you dead, my daughter wants you in her life and it's impossible to change that. I'll let you connect with her for a few years and when she comes of age to see you and you family for the beasts you are, I'll find you and I'll stab you in the heart just as I did to your psychotic father " Sonia spat out without even hesitating for a second and I managed to swallow my anger all through.

"Guys, take a look! She is the daughter of Zachary from the Swenson family in Sidsbury, named Mabel. She pretends to be so pure and innocent, but she’s just a whore!" Mabel’s eyes welled up with tears, feeling utterly wronged.