Chapter 437\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley Vale took a deep breath, her expression like stone carved by ice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
71%\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had no desire to waste more words with Ronan Duskcliff or that two-faced snake, Scarlett. Her tone was low, steady, and cold as the northern wind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAndi,\u201d she said sharply, \u201ccall Prince Lucien. Tell him to ome. Now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Andi nodded with grim resolve, already reaching for his communicator when Ronan moved faster than lightning, snatching it from his hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d Ronan barked, his Alpha aura crackling in the air.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lucien Duskgrave could not find out-not yet. Not before Ronan figured out a way to clean this up. If the Alpha Prince of the Stormridge Pack learned what had happened here, not only would Ronan lose access to the East Hollow Project, but the Duskcliff name might never recover.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Andi tried to snatch it back, furious, but before the two could struggle further, the sharp clicking of heels echoed across the corridor.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A woman\u2019s voice rang out with practiced elegance, laced with ice. \u201cScarlett, darling, the banquet is about to start. Why on earth are you still out here? We\u2019ve been looking everywhere.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett straightened. Her eyes darted toward the end of the corridor.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lady Seraphina Duskgrave walked toward them, flanked by half a dozen high-ranking she-wolves-Lunas and noblewomen from the inner circles of the Council Packs. Seraphina\u2019s gown shimmered in moon-silver threads, her posture proud and commanding, her every step echoing polished dominance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But when her on Riley, her expression turned dark, venomous.\u00a0<\/p>\n
gaze!\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThere you are, you filthy little tramp.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley blinked, startled by the venom in the woman\u2019s voice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before she could ask whether she was being mistaken for someone else, Seraphina snapped toward her entourage, \u201cThat\u2019s the one. The Omega slut who\u2019s been seducing my mate Ford.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gasps fluttered among the women behind her like started birds.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seraphina stormed forward, high heels clacking like thunder across marble. Without warning, she raised her hand, aiming a slap directly at Riley\u2019s face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley stepped back instinctively, dodging the blow with ease.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThis must be a mistake,\u201d she said, voice tight but controlled. \u201cI don\u2019t know you, and I\u2019ve never-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t play innocent, you little whore,\u201d Seraphina snarled. \u201cYou think you\u2019re special because you\u2019ve been in Alpha\u2019s bed? Do you know how many like you I\u2019ve seen\u00a0<\/p>\n
The women behind her didn\u2019t need further prompting. One by one, they joined in, their voices rising like a pack circling a wounded deer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLook at her-clearly a heat-addled stray,\u201d scoffed a woman in a gold gown. \u201cProbably climbed her way into the Stormridge Pack\u2019s territory on her back.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 437\u00a0<\/p>\n
71%\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe reeks of desperation. You can smell it from here,\u201d sat another, her lips curling in disdain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve seen cleaner bitches in the Silverfang Den,\u201d a third thimed, and a wave of cruel laughter followed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The words hit like claws. Then came the hands.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They shoved her. Hard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley, thin from years in captivity, staggered back. Someone elbowed her ribs. Another grabbed her arm and shoved. She nearly lost her balance-\u00a0<\/p>\n
Andi caught her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cEnough!\u201d Andi snapped, eyes blazing. \u201cTouch her again and I swear, your whole damn estate will be begging for scraps within a moon cycle.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The women didn\u2019t even flinch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you gonna do, little pet?\u201d one sneered. \u201cRun back to your Beta boyfriend?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cA trash Omega slut and her sissy little sidekick. How quaint.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Andi trembled with fury.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And Ronan?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ronan Duskcliff stood back. Watching. Silent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He knew Riley wasn\u2019t lying. She had just been released from Wolf Prison. Since her release, she\u2019d either been under house arrest at the Ebonclaw estate or recovering at Mooncrest Hospital. There was no way she could\u2019ve seduced anyone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And especially not Ford, Lucien\u2019s father.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And yet he said nothing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley\u2019s claws itched beneath her skin. Her wolf snarled inside her, thrashing against her ribs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She could shift.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She could let her wolf out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They\u2019d see what a real threat looked like when the white wolf-the cursed wolf-unleashed her fury.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But not today.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Not on Matriarch Duskgrave\u2019s 80th birthday.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And not after Andi had spent hours helping her prepare carefully crafting her look, her dress, her hair-so she could enter that ballroom with dignity.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She clenched her fists and forced the shift down.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her bones ached. Her magic buzzed under her skin like static.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 437\u00a0<\/p>\n
But she would not shift.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She stepped forward instead, brushing past Lady Seraphina with barely contained rage in her voice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think I\u2019m scared of you?\u201d she said, voice low and deadly calm. \u201cYou think you can break me with words and whispers? I\u2019ve already survived worse than any of you could ever imagine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She paused, her glare sweeping across the wolves surrounding her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou call me a tramp. A whore. A stray. But all I see are bored wives in expensive gowns, clinging to men who don\u2019t even love you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want to tear me down to feel powerful? Fine. But don\u2019t mistake your status for strength.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Andi\u2019s jaw dropped. Even Scarlett went pale.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Riley wasn\u2019t finished.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI may not have wealth, or a bloodline you recognize. But I have something none of you do-truth. And that truth is enough to burn your paper crowns to ash.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She turned to Seraphina, eyes blazing like stormfire. \u201cIf your mate prefers me over you, maybe the problem isn\u2019t me. Maybe it\u2019s the fact that even Alphas get tired of sleeping next to poison.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The corridor went silent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The women stared, stunned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And Riley?\u00a0<\/p>\n
She walked away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Head high.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Eyes forward.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Unbroken.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Send Gifts\u00a0<\/p>\n
Joseph King is an editor and storyteller who ensures every chapter is clear, polished, and engaging for readers.<\/p>\n
Midnight Letters by Daniel Crowe 437 Chapter 437\u00a0 Riley Vale took a deep breath, her expression like stone carved by […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[35],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-20712","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-pack-princess"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20712","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20712"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20712\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20712"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20712"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20712"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}