Chapter 367\u00a0<\/p>\n
Third Person\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlpha?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lucien Duskgrave snapped out of his thoughts, glancing down at the intricate peony stitched in vibrant silk across his chest, then to the unconscious girl in his arms\u00a0<\/p>\n
If her embroidery skills were truly exceptional, perhaps she could even complete The Blooming Grace. That way, he might surprise his grandmother again during this year\u2019s Mooncycle Festival.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Without further hesitation, he scooped Riley into his arms and placed her gently in the car. But the moment he touched her, he sensed something was terribly wrong. Her body was too hot, her breathing shallow-clearly drugged.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHospital. Now,\u201d he ordered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Riley woke up again, she was in a sterile, white hospital room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The unbearable heat that had consumed her was gone. Her mind was clear. Too clear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She sat up slowly, and with each second, the memory of Scarlett\u2019s poisonous smile and what she had done at the banquet clawed deeper into her heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Burning with rage, Riley pulled off the thin blanket, got out of bed, and left the hospital.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Duke returned with hospital documents and a few daily necessities, the room was empty. The bed was cold.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Half an hour later, Riley arrived at the Ebonclaw Pack estate by taxi.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment she pushed open the door, she didn\u2019t even have time to stand straight before Alpha Alaric\u2019s furious roar slammed into her like a storm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve got some nerve coming back, you disgrace of a daughter!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before his words finished echoing, a teacup came flying toward her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley\u2019s eyes narrowed-she sidestepped easily.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The porcelain shattered on the floor with a sharp crash.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alpha Alaric stormed toward her, veins bulging. \u201cHow dare you dodge?! I\u2019ll beat some manners into you, you ungrateful wretch!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett stepped in, all feigned sweetness and concern. \u201cDad, calm down. I\u2019m sure Riley didn\u2019t mean it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe pushed you down at the banquet in front of the entire Stormridge nobility, got you filthy and humiliated! She did it on purpose-she\u2019s jealous! Jealous of you and wants to ruin our Pack\u2019s name!\u201d Alaric\u2019s voice cracked like thunder. \u201cRiley, get on your knees!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Riley didn\u2019t flinch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 367\u00a0<\/p>\n
5\u00a0<\/p>\n
She stood tall, eyes locked on Alaric\u2019s with an icy defiance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy should I kneel? Scarlett drugged me-she wanted ruin me in front of everyone. And instead of questioning her, you\u2019re blaming me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett\u2019s eyes welled with tears instantly. \u201cI was the one who got pushed in front of everyone, and I didn\u2019t even blame you. How could you lie like this?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alaric\u2019s expression darkened. \u201cStill lying?! Scarlett has always been kind and obedient. She would never stoop to such filth. If you don\u2019t apologize right now, I\u2019ll each you what it means to be part of this Pack!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Zara hesitated, eyes flickering, but in the end she sided with Alaric. \u201cRiley, just say you\u2019re sorry. Don\u2019t let this tear us apart.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kael Vale\u2019s expression was cold. \u201cYou went too far today. Apologize to Scarlett.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley looked around at the faces that were once familiar Now, they felt like masks.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The fire inside her exploded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her composure cracked, and all the grief, betrayal, and age she\u2019d buried for years surged out of her like a tidal wave.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her eyes turned bloodshot. Her wolf pulsed beneath her skin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou all side with her. Always her. Fine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She snapped.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley lunged toward the coffee table, grabbed the heavy crystal ashtray, and before anyone could react, she had tackled Scarlett to the floor.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then she struck.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAHH-!\u201d Scarlett screamed, her face twisted in horror.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The ashtray crashed down again and again, Riley\u2019s face twisted with fury.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDie. All of you-just die!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alaric roared and leapt forward. \u201cStop it, you crazy bitch!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He raised his hand to strike her-no hesitation, no hesitation at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Mia, the housekeeper, rushed over and threw herself in front of Riley.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlpha! No! If you injure her, the alliance with Lucien will fall apart!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMove, now!\u201d Alaric bellowed. He grabbed a flowerpot off the table and raised it high, aiming for Riley\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n
head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was no love in his eyes-only the urge to crush he completely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Every time he struck Riley, it was never discipline. It was annihilation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mia stood firm between them, refusing to let Alaric go further.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
ty site gehter p\u00a0<\/p>\n
dokamine bete\u00a0<\/p>\n
And the only thing hobling her back nierve\u00a0<\/p>\n
Send Gifts\u00a0<\/p>\n
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