Chapter 118
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A wave of murmurs surged through the gathered crowd like wildfire, every whisper laced with disdain as their eyes darted to Riley Vale.
The pack wolves, the ranked Alphas, the Lunas, and elders–none of them even tried to hide their judgment. Their sharp gazes flicked between Riley and her kneeling parents, as though weighing blood ties against honor.
And for once, honor was winning.
Alaric Vale saw it. He felt it.
And for a second–just a second–he reveled in it.
You little bitch, his eyes seemed to say. I raised you. I named you. And I’ll break you right here.
“Too long have I tolerated your shamelessness,” Alaric hissed, his voice dark and venomous as he stepped. forward. “A disobedient pup shames the Alpha. And today-” he raised his hand, a broad, calloused thing laced with violence “–I’ll teach you what it means to defy your blood.”
Zara moved too, rushing toward Riley, her movements frantic and unhinged. “Riley, don’t be foolish! Stop humiliating us like this! Come here and-!”
But neither of them reached her.
Before their feet could cross the final distance, two shadows moved faster than any of them could react.
With a grunt and a pair of dull thuds, both Alaric and Zara were sent flying to the ground–Alaric by Duke’s boot to the chest, Zara by the sharp strike of the driver’s foot hooking behind her knees.
The crowd gasped as the two elder Vales crumpled to the marble like sacks of old grain.
Zara tried to rise first–only for the Duskgrave Estate’s elite security to rush forward, pinning them both to the floor in seconds. Alaric snarled like a cornered beast, veins bulging along his neck, his face a flushed mask of shame and fury.
“I am the Patriarch of the Vale family! I sit on the Alpha Council! You will regret this insult!”
His voice roared through the hotel foyer, but it echoed hollow.
No one moved to help him.
Riley stood a few paces away, her posture regal, chin lifted. Her expression didn’t waver–not even as Zara began to cry.
Tears streamed down the woman’s face, smearing what little grace she had left.
“Riley, please… we’re your parents! You’re just going to stand there and let these savages treat us like this?”
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That word again–parents.
So convenient now. So fragile on her tongue.
Riley’s eyes narrowed. Memories surged up like shadows–cold meals, locked doors, Scarlett’s smug smirk as Riley was dragged away in chains, the bloody knuckles she wore after each prison fight.
“You only remember you’re my parents when I’m useful,” she said coldly, voice calm, but cutting. “Where was this concern when I was locked in that rogue cell for a crime I didn’t commit? When I came home to broken ribs and blood on my sheets, and you told the pack doctor to say nothing?”
Zara whimpered. Alaric growled.
“And now that I have power–now that I’ve found a place where I’m valued–suddenly I’m your daughter again?”
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