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Chapter 3 Accused

Word Count: 1101    |    Released on: 13/06/2026

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ng: the curtains, the walls, even my skin. No matter how many windows I opened, the scent remained buried deep inside the wood like grief itself refused t

y: the cabin, my heart, my fu

rd it because some foolish part of me kept expecting her to walk back through the door. Humming under her breath with a soft smi

, bitter scent from earlier lingered in the back of my mind, no matter how hard I tried to ignore it. It was sweet with a rott

they were moving fast and not trying to hide. A second later, the cabin door slammed open so hard it struck the w

My stomach dropped instantly because having him here with the patr

ed now?" I a

bin once before his gaze l

uneasily beneath my skin."What's go

sively and started accusi

ogether in confus

ha heir.

nuinely thought I misheard him. "W

urled."Don't

complete disbelief.

hour ago," he said, explaining the reason he was in my c

kill anyone." I quickly said when the real

believe that?" one

course, I don't expect them to take my words at face value

oat and threw something

, the dark green one I lost two days ago gathering herbs nea

the body," Ronan says wi

. Someone must have placed it there; everything looked too clean

augh."You should've run be

hind his anger. Everything clicked too fast, my mother died, and they burned the body

aight-up blame, a blame that was already prepared. "

omega whose mother just died."His eyes

ath my skin, " Dange

. "I didn't kill him," I repeated carefully,

males in the pack, he never joined the whispers or insults. Once, years ago, he

h feel wrong before I could say another word, Ronan g

stantly, and the lights in the cabin flickered.

eyes narrowed sligh

eathing steady

he asked

on. The room shook violently. I could hear Ronan's heartbeat, the patrol guards breathing fast, and

wolf urged me, and my instinct hit so violently that my body reacted before I could think. This was never about justice, but a clean-up, my moth

h to send him stumbling backward into the table. The patrol guards shouted instantly before they c

onan roared

ds, faster my lungs burned, my pulse thundered, and behind

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