ley

aked on rusted hinges as I dragged my a

ont portico was chipped and peeling, mirroring

a high-pitched, syrupy laugh echoed from the living

sofa, a crystal flute of vintage champagne in her han

a neighboring pack whom Clarissa had been parad

ughter died, replaced by an expression of pure, venomous disgu

ice carried into the dining room where our parents were sitting. "Out all night wi

er to hide the dark marks on my throat, kee

ur business

ling down my exposed legs with an open, pr

snapped her head toward him, her face twisting with b

ripping with venom. "A useless wolfless like you doesn't even hav

you'd know I have zero interest in your leftovers," I

ampagne sloshed over the rim of the glass. "How dar

nd I took three sharp steps forward,

traight into her eyes. "If I hadn't fought with everything I had to escape,

vanished instantly behind a veil of theatrical innocenc

in his shoulder. "She sneaks out to sell herself to stra

hat pathetic, wolfless embarrassment your family keeps locked

, Genera, marched out of the dining roo

L

h savage force, the sharp cr

od bursting onto my tongue. I pressed a trembling hand against my throbbi

drive my mother to her grave the ri

rple, my words hitting

way. "Drag this insolent little bitch out of my sight! T

ms in iron grips. Clarissa watched with a smug, gloating smirk as they hauled me across

heavy oak door slammed shut with a sickening thud, followed

loor seeping into my bones. The dark smell of mildew and rot filled my lung

dollar bill left on the nightstand, and the cruel venom of

bs growing numb, until the sudden, frantic thud of

our only chance!" my father's breathle

he door was kicked wide open, blinding

uncoordinated energy. His sunken, bloodshot eyes were wide with a terrifying, unhinged

y, his breath reeking of stale whiskey as his trembling hands

ged me by the arm out of the shed and hauled me back

ted at the long mahogany table, thei

of the table, his chest heaving as the w

desperate rush. "The underground loans are due tomorrow. Fifty million d

my gut, but before I co

ic desperation. "They will inject fifty million dollars into our accounts immediately...

ejia

rporate werewolf dynasty in th

rissa is your eldest daughter. She's the

g laugh, crossing her arms over

ay their Alpha is a crippled, silver-poisoned monster who tears through people for fu

heavy, suffocating pressure of four pa

le, his bloodshot eyes locking onto min

pered, the air turning ice-cold around us. "Which