Mystique Luna
I had always known deep down that no matter what I did, I would never be the child he wanted.
"It’s not fair," I murmured, my voice barely audible now. "I didn’t choose to be born... but I’ve been paying for it ever since."
Anastasia reached out, squeezing my hand. "You’re enough as you are, Cora. Don’t ever doubt that."
But I wasn’t sure if I could believe that anymore. Not when the person who mattered most had never made me feel like I was.
Other children born under the Alpha, Beta, and Delta ranks live in affluence and privilege. In our pack, it's almost the same, except for me. I’m the Beta’s daughter, yet I’m always the unwanted one—always doubted, never trusted with anything.
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