บททั้งหมดของ My Own Family Chose Her Over Me: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

My wolf whimpered. I was staring at the screen. At the family group chat. The one I wasn't in.My phone buzzed violently in my hand.I took a deep breath, forcing the tremor out of my voice before I answered.“Harper,” my mother’s voice commanded. Like she owned me. “Get that deep blue couture gown out of your closet. I’ve already sent a maid to pick it up.”“That’s my gown,” I said, my voice numb. “I had it custom-made for the Alliance gala.”“I know,” she cut me off. “But you can’t go now. Vivienne is representing the pack, and she has nothing suitable to wear. You’re her older sister. Can’t you just let her have it?”“The gown? Is that all you want me to ‘let her have’?” My grip tightened on the phone.There was a pause.“Why are you being so petty all of a sudden?” Her voice shot up. “You were born with a pure bloodline, you’re our strongest warrior. Vivienne is just a fragile Omega! Shouldn’t you be the one to protect her?”“I’m your daughter,” I bit out, a bitter sting in my eyes

At 11:30 PM, I heard the front door open downstairs.The scent of expensive champagne and the sound of a happy family’s laughter drifted up the stairs.They were home.My face was a mask as I picked up my suitcase. I was about to head down, but I met all four of them at the top of the stairs.My mother, Freda, saw the suitcase immediately.The smile vanished from her face. She rushed forward, her hand clamping down on my luggage.“Harper, where do you think you’re going in the middle of the night?” she demanded, her eyes filled with disapproval. “Are you still angry about this afternoon? I already compensated you, didn’t I?”I stared at her coldly, not moving.“Stop this tantrum!” my father, Hector, said, his brow furrowed as he stepped onto the stairs. “Put the suitcase back. You’re too old to be playing this running-away-from-home game.”“A tantrum?” I lifted my chin, my gaze cutting past my mother to Zane. “Or was it the Moon Goddess who had a tantrum and got our mates wrong?”The a

By midday, my “family” back at the pack finally noticed something was wrong.I sat in my new office, watching my phone screen light up over and over.“Harper, Vivienne is trying on the gown. Where did you put the matching sapphire necklace?”“Lunch is ready, come downstairs and eat.”“How long are you going to keep up this tantrum? Answer your phone!”A dozen missed calls from my mother followed.I let out a cold smirk and silenced my phone.They were finally realizing I wasn’t just sulking in my room.I was gone.At 2 p.m., the screen flashed again.This time it was Zane.“Harper! Where the hell did you go?” His voice was sharp with irritation. But underneath, a thread of panic. He didn't even know it was there.“Everyone is looking for you! Even if you’re mad about yesterday, haven’t you had enough? You’re the future Luna of this pack, there’s work to be done. How can you be so irresponsible and just disappear?”This was my mate.In his eyes, I was just a machine. Indestructible, rat

Zane’s eyes were bloodshot as he kicked open the door to Vivienne’s room.He grabbed her by the collar and slammed her against the wall.“What did you do?! That was lethal Wolfsbane! Are you insane?!”My father, Hector, stood in the doorway, clutching his phone with the viral recording, his entire body shaking.The proof was undeniable.Vivienne knew she couldn’t pretend anymore.She ripped off her mask of innocence and screamed, a hysterical, shrill sound that pierced the air.“Yes! I switched it! So what?!” she shrieked. “Why should Harper have everything? A pure bloodline, a spot in the Alliance just handed to her! I was jealous! I wish she were dead!”SMACK!My father slapped her so hard she fell to the floor, her lip bleeding.But after the slap, both my father and Zane froze, as if struck by lightning.The horrifying truth slammed into them.Zane stared at his own hands in disbelief, his voice shaking. “No wonder… no wonder she went flying when I pushed her that night…”The piece

We landed and hit the ground running.Maeve and I threw ourselves into building our new pack and corporate empire.By the end of the year, we had achieved total victory.Our crisis management firm went public, and its market value tripled in three months.I looked at the massive year-end bonus that hit my account and didn’t even blink. I just took a sip of my black coffee.More importantly, our new, emerging pack had shaken the entire North American werewolf community.Yesterday, a special envoy from the Alliance Council came to our headquarters in person, respectfully hand-delivering our official invitation to join them.Before, I had to bleed and break myself for a year just for a chance to compete for a low-level spot in the Alliance.Now, I was one of the people who sat at the round table, making the rules.And another miracle had occurred.After a long recovery, far away from the toxic drain of my “family,” my body had finally purged the last of the Wolfsbane and silver poison.On