The wolfless girl who took her stepsister's blame returns: I demand what's rightfully mine / Chapter 3 | 10.00%ra
iliar scent hit me first, a cloying sweet
egant diffuser hanging f
le's f
esence lingered, a constant, suffocating reminder
ntrols. I lowered the glass just a crack, enough for a sl
ers you?" Ethan's voice was
s of the pack's elite flash by. They were supposed to be symbols of ho
ful," he muttered, just loud enough for me to hear. "I
ara. Tonight is important for the fa
expression unreadable. "I thought
t is. For you," he said, his voice stiff. "So you'd be
me. "Grateful for what? That yo
did
screeched to a halt just outside t
he car grew heavy, thick with a pressure that pushed down on
sabelle has felt guilty for years about what 'happened' to you.
d, so grotesquely false, that a chill,
ruggled for air, but I didn't look awa
olled rage. It was a genuine question, laced with the kind of irony onl
on. He had not expected this. He had not expected the look in my eye
with pity? The confusio
ought iron gates swingin
used by a strange unease. "Just... play the part," he said, his voice strained.
There was noth
in house, ablaze with light. The lawn was crowded with people, their silhouettes
arranged welcome. This
vived in some dark corner of my soul was finally, c
and entrance. A valet immediate
came to
tone porch. My bad leg throbbed in protest. I stood there for
side porch over there. Mother has prepared a spare dress in the guest room area. Come wit
out his arm, he just went straight to the huge oak door, like a prince returning to his ca
I decided to slow down and go by myself. As a re
to a noble lady on her face. Her eyes shifted from my face-gaunt and strange-to my clothe
" she gasped.
narrowed slightly. There was a flash of r
all the guests around him could hear
ke water. Ripples then spread. People are looking ba

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