Semua Bab Alpha's Regret After Chosing Stepsister Who Bullied Me: Bab 1 - Bab 10

I sat on the couch, numb, replaying every moment of the past three years.He'd told me his wolf was damaged, that without careful nurturing, he'd die young.And the treatments were impossibly expensive.For three years, I'd worked myself raw, taking every filthy, back-breaking job. All for him.Coworkers spreading disgusting rumors about me. A neighbor accusing me of theft. A gang of rogues cornering me at the border, burning me with a hot iron clamp. I faced all of it alone.Back then, Ethan would hold me from daylight to dark, stroking my hair, whispering comfort.I thought it was real. Now I knew it was just another part of the act, all to keep Sera entertained.A buzz from the couch cushion caught my attention.Ethan had left in such a rush that he'd forgotten his phone.My hands trembled as I typed in Sera's birthday. It unlocked.WhatsApp was flashing. Years ago, Sera had created a group chat.I read through it from the very beginning. Every message was a knife sinking into my ch

When I opened my eyes, I was lying in a hospital bed in the pack healing center.Ethan sat at my bedside, exhausted but visibly relieved."My love, you're pregnant. We're having a pup."He leaned down, kissed my forehead, and stroked my belly."The next full moon is coming. I'll mark you in front of the whole pack."He kept going with plans, promises, a future he was already mapping out.I couldn't feel any of it."I'm hungry."Ethan blinked, straightening up."I'll go get—you like ice cream, but you probably can't have that now. Let me ask the doctor. Just wait, I'll be right back."He was talking over himself, backing toward the door, nearly tripping over his own feet.I didn't laugh. I just watched him leave.On my phone, I found a family photo of my stepfather, my mother, and Sera, all smiles, along with more photos of Sera posing with Ethan's friends.She didn't deserve to be that comfortable.I thought of the video from yesterday. Sera calling herself and Ethan childhood sweethea

Three days later, I dragged my broken body out of the hospital.They said I was stable enough to leave.Funny word, "stable."Stable enough to be weak. Stable enough to be irreversible. Stable enough to be defective.My phone had been buzzing all day.Even the hospital TV was running the story.Sera walked into the werewolf tribunal in her signature coat, hair down, surrounded by a crowd, with reporters and furious onlookers lining both sides.Someone hurled a water bottle at her car. It left a streak across the glass."Care to comment? Born into wealth, your troubled relationship with your stepmother warped you into a violent personality. Throughout middle and high school, as the ringleader of a bullying group, you systematically tormented your stepsister—burning her, verbally humiliating her—until she dropped out and developed PTSD. Is that correct?""You've been accused of poisoning your stepsister's water during her first shift, causing her to become an Omega. Is that true?""Sprea

The day the ruling was officially handed down, I had dinner at home with my parents.Sera's maternal clan was still protesting. Howls echoed across the pack, one after another."Nora, you're too thin. Eat more."Mom placed a piece of meat in my bowl.I ate in big, hungry bites.For the first time in as long as I could remember, I felt at peace.After dinner, the doorbell rang. Ethan stood outside."This is the pack's official compensation paperwork for you."He handed me an envelope."All the terms are laid out. Keep it safe."I took it and said thank you.He nodded but didn't leave.I waited a few seconds and started to close the door.His voice came suddenly."Are you really leaving the pack?"I said yes. One word, clean and final.

Later, with the Alpha King's approval, I transferred to a larger aid organization.We took in the ones nobody wanted.Omegas whose awakening had failed, their wolves left incomplete.Wolves cast out of their packs not for any crime, but for standing on the wrong side of a power struggle, or for not standing on any side at all, just unlucky enough to be in someone's way.Half-grown pups who couldn't survive in human society but had no pack to return to, with wolf blood in their veins and human rules in their bones, belonging nowhere, kicked around like a soccer ball nobody wanted.They arrived in every state imaginable.Some were silent as stone, some were volatile like a pressure cooker ready to blow, and some pressed themselves into a corner and didn't speak a single word all day.I didn't think of myself as saving anyone.I just knew what it felt like to have no shore on either side, so I wanted to stand on one.That was all.When spring came, the wind blew up from the south.I was r