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Chapter 342\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kael\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mia\u2019s words hit me like a claw to the chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMiss Riley was beaten, young Alpha. By the Alpha himself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Finishe\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had already noticed the bruises-angry red welts and purpling stripes cutting across Riley\u2019s too-pale skin. But all my focus had been on her severed finger. I hadn\u2019t truly seen the rest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now I did. And I couldn\u2019t unsee it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My fists clenched as I tried to breathe through the storm building inside me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d I asked, voice low, struggling to stay in control. \u201cWhy did he hit her?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mia hesitated, eyes darting toward the closed doors of the operating room. I could see the conflict warring in her gaze. She didn\u2019t want to speak-but she was more afraid of what would happen if she didn\u2019t.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cScarlett claimed Riley pushed her down the stairs,\u201d Mia said finally. \u201cAlpha Alaric didn\u2019t even question it. Just\u2026 snapped. Took his belt and-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She trailed off, eyes watering.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I shut my eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t like I didn\u2019t know what my father was capable of when he was angry. I just never imagined it\u2019d be turned on Riley like this. Not to this degree.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mia\u2019s voice trembled. \u201cYoung Alpha\u2026 forgive me, but don\u2019t you think the whole pack\u2019s been too harsh on her? Even you\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked up sharply.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She flinched and bowed her head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Good. She should. I wasn\u2019t in the mood for lectures.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the guilt crept in anyway.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Because she was right.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d seen Riley\u2019s pain. I\u2019d ignored it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now it was bleeding all over me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stood and paced outside the emergency ward, every second dragging like a chain around my throat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finally, the door opened, and Theo Hale-our lead healer-stepped out, pulling down his mask.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Is she-?\u201d My voice cracked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Theo gave a short nod to Mia. Take her to recovery.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mia bowed and wheeled Riley\u2019s bed toward the private ward.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When we were alone, Theo turned to me, face grim.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cIt looks worse than it is,\u201d he said. \u201cThe injuries are mostly superficial. The finger was reattached. She\u2019ll heal\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I exhaled slowly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Theo didn\u2019t move. He looked\u2026 troubled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I knew that look.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is it?\u201d I asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He hesitated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTheo. Say it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He sighed. \u201cWhile treating her, I noticed an old scar. Lower left side of her back. It\u2019s clean, surgical. Maybe a year old.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I frowned. \u201cAnd?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cKael\u2026 Riley\u2019s missing a kidney.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Everything inside me stilled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHer left kidney. It\u2019s gone. Removed cleanly, with precision. Likely during her time in confinement. I don\u2019t know how the hell it happened-those records are sealed tighter than a vault-but it\u2019s gone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My legs almost gave out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Theo saw it and reached for me, but I waved him off.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stumbled back a step, then caught myself. My chest heaved with every breath, the air feeling thick. poisonous.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She\u2019d lost a kidney.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In prison.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And we\u2019d never known.\u00a0<\/p>\n
No-worse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We\u2019d never asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Theo stepped forward. \u201cKael\u2026 that kind of trauma? It might explain something else.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cRiley\u2019s wolf.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart skipped.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve always wondered why she never shifted. Why her bond with her wolf never formed. Well, if her body was mutilated, if her wolf was forced into deep submission from pain or betrayal, it could suppress the transformation.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He paused.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe didn\u2019t reject the wolf. The wolf was caged.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Based on the faint trace of wolf pheromone I just caught from Riley, it suddenly all made sense.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had always assumed she was too weak to complete her shift-but it wasn\u2019t that she didn\u2019t have a wolf.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her wolf had been trapped all along\u2026 because she was missing a damn kidney.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d forgotten-she carried pure Alpha blood. She was supposed to have a powerful Alpha wolf.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stood there, reeling. My sister had been torn apart, piece by piece, inside and out, while I sat on my throne and believed every word Scarlett fed me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t deserve the title of Alpha.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Theo placed a hand on my shoulder, then walked off.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stood there a long time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Eventually, I went to her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At the threshold of her room, I hesitated. I wasn\u2019t ready to face her-not like this. Not when the truth had stripped me bare.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I heard Theo\u2019s voice from inside. \u201cYou\u2019re awake?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A long silence. Then a rustle of sheets.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know, every time I see you, you\u2019re covered in wounds. It\u2019s like you\u2019ve made it your thing.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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