The Society's Pet Daughter Novels & Stories

Her best friend. “Fine, I’ll figure something out, wait in the living room.” When my daughter was gone I shook the man in my bed awake. “Hey, I’m pretty sure we fucked last night,” I said when his eyes opened. “Are you sober enough to drive me to drop my daughter off at school??” He groaned as he sat up and looked around. “I don’t have my car,” he said. “I can call a rideshare app now, I’ll pay.” He yawned. “I’m Andrew by the way.”

When my mom answered my call, her voice trembled with emotion. “Carol, you finally called me! It’s been so many years since you’ve come home. How have you been? I heard you started a company—is it tiring…” I cut her off. “You should come pick up your daughter. She’s at the Kentridge Police Station.” “What?” I briefly explained the situation and was about to hang up when my mom burst into sobs. “Carol, you’re my real daughter. We’ve already disowned Leila. I don’t want to bring her back—I want to bring you home. Please, would you come home?”

I held his gaze once more, completely unaware of why he was looking at me like that all of a sudden. “Fay… As in Colby Fay? Are you… Are you his daughter?” Mason barked out a laugh, so loud I flinched. “Look at that, Milo.” He turned to look at his brother, patting him on the shoulder. “She’s the White Fox’s daughter. So, the rumors were true, eh? Feck, your old man did sell you out.” I clenched my fists by my side, not wanting them to know they had hit a sensitive spot. If this were any other moment in the past, I would have snapped at them immediately. But now that Archie and I were on good terms, it didn’t bother me anymore.

And Lady Dumbray? She belonged to the higher society. Her mother was friends with the Dowager Duchess and enjoyed flower planting as much as the Dowager Duchess. But was her daughter as kind as she was? Beth doubted. It was not prejudice, but she was Lady Cossington's friend. Beth hesitated at the door, closed her eyes and exhaled. A second later, she opened them and willed her legs to carry her to the waiting women. She entered the Red Room.

The implications were too enormous, too dangerous to capture carelessly. Elizabeth Jordan opened her mouth, trying to speak, but no sound emerged from her lips. Her mind refused to accept what she had just heard. The pieces didn't fit together. They couldn't fit. Petra. Petra Chapman. The girl they had dismissed. The woman they had trampled. The ex-wife they had discarded like trash. The daughter of Henry Chapman. The heiress to one of the most powerful corporations in the entire country. Petra smiled. "Hey, Dad," she said softly, her voice carrying affection that contrasted sharply with the cold fury she'd directed at the Jordans only moments before.

Although it was early in the night, a large portion of wolves had found their mates, and were dancing softly together, or had exited the ball early to be alone together. “Alpha Evander, Luna Ida,” my father greeted, and all three of us bowed. “Betas Marley and Imara,” Evander grinned. It sounded strange to hear my parent’s names; I always thought of them as mum and dad. “And who’s this?” Luna Ida asked, peering inquisitively at me. “This is our daughter, the Young Beta Arienne,” my dad said. I bowed again. “It’s an honour to meet you,” I said, nodding to each of them in turn.

Her tears roll down her cheeks. Flashback Sapphire Sky runs around happily playing with her toys. Sapphire was the happiest kid on earth. She has everything she ever wanted in life. Maids, nannies, and guards worship her like some kind of God. She is the only daughter of the most respected billionaire in the whole of California, Mr sky. He is loved by all because he treated everyone equally even if he is extremely wealthy. Sapphire rushed to embrace her parents when she saw them walking into the mansion. "Mum! Dad!" She embraces them happily.

My parents approached the railing and waited for the crowd to quiet. “I wanted to thank you all for coming to celebrate our daughter's return. We're very thankful to have her back at the Spirit Walkers pack. We truly thank the Goddess for making that happen; without her, our daughter would have been lost to us forever. I can assure you there will be some exciting announcements tonight, so be sure to stick around. Some of you had the privilege of seeing our daughter fight yesterday, but you will all be able to meet her tonight. It is my pleasure to formally introduce our daughter, Eva Branson, who will be working as co-Alpha for our pack very soon,” my father's voice filled the space.

Benji tried. But Principal Ferguson was having none of it. She simply looked over her glasses at the boy and waited. Benji sighed, sitting up a little straighter. “Fine. I called that one pathetic,” he admitted, pointing to Aria. I could feel Dominic restraining himself. Benji quickly looked up to his dad. “Which she is! She’s a werewolf without a wolf, and you said that’s pathetic!” Benji’s dad’s eyes widened in horror as he admonished his son. “That is the Alpha’s daughter, and you will show her respect,” he hissed as he actively avoided eye contact with Dominic.

Dad just stared at her silently. Later, the paramedics and nurses came in. They examined me and shook their heads, saying, "I'm sorry for your loss. Your daughter has been deceased for several days, and it looks like a case of poisoning." Mom shrieked, "Poisoning? That's impossible! Where would she get poison?" Her eyes swept across the nightstand and landed on the empty bottle of 'candies', and she froze. It was the rat poison she had hidden three years ago and forgotten to throw away–the one I had found.