Third Person’s POV
But the truth was far more brutal than Zara ever imagined.
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During her cesarean section years ago, <b>bic </b>had bribed the healer–secretly removing one of her kidneys without her knowledge.
And all these years, Zara had poured unconditional love into Scarlett, her supposed <b>adopted </b>daughter. She <b>had </b>even forced Riley, her true–born daughter, to take the fall for a <b>crime </b>she nevermitted–all so Scarlett could stay safe and untouched. Riley had suffered alone in the dungeons of Mooncrest for five long years, branded a criminal, tortured by both fate and family<b>. </b>
Now, she finally knew–Scarlett wasn’t an orphaned pup the Moon Goddess had gifted her in her grief. She was bic’s illegitimate child, born of his secret affair with the very <b>she</b>–wolf who’d stolen everything from Riley.
Each revtion struck Zara like a hammer to the chest, crushing her until she could hardly breathe. Her world copsed in. an instant. The hospital room blurred before her eyes as despair and helplessness surged over her like a tidal wave.
Her thoughts spiraled back to Riley–her <b>real </b>daughter, the one she had discarded. After returning to the Ebonw Pack, Riley had been treated like an intruder, a stain on the family name. She had endured scorn, humiliation, and <b>constant </b>
forment.
While bic’s bastard daughter was cradled in luxury, her own daughter had been left to bleed–abandoned, humiliated, and betrayed<b>. </b>
Were bic and that woman–ckthorn–smirking all these years, proud of their maniption?
“<b>Aaah</b>!” <b>Zara </b><b>suddenly </b>clutched her head and screamed.
bic… How could you be <b>so </b>heartless?
Everything she had done to Riley now rebounded on her, each act of cruelty bing <b>a </b><b>de </b>turned inward.
Shame. Regret. Remorse. They wrapped <b>around </b>her <b>throat </b>like <b>a </b>noose.
It <b>took </b>a long while before she could lift her tear–streaked face <b>and </b>meet Riley’s eyes. Despair filled her gaze, and for the first time, so did pain and guilt.
“I don’t believe it,” Zara <b>croaked</b>, her voice <b>trembling</b>. “You forged this, didn’t <b>you</b>? You hate <b>that </b>we <b>loved </b>Scarlett more than <b>you </b>so you’re taking revenge<b>. </b><b>That’s </b>it. That has to be it”
Her head <b>shook </b>violently as if trying to fling the truth away. Her golden hair whipped about, and her eyes stared desperately at Riley’s face, looking for a crack, a flicker of falsehood
<b>But </b>all she found was indifference–Riley’s expression <b>was </b><b>as </b>calm <b>and </b>cold as a frozen <bke</b>, not even a ripple of emotion in
She was right about one thing
Riley was here for revenge
That’s why Riley had deliberately hidden the truth about Scarlett’s parentage She wanted Zara to <b>suffer </b>wanted her to feel the pain of rasing someone else’s child with love and pride while discarding her own blood <b>like </b>trash
She would not allow Zara the satisfaction of knowing <b>bic </b>had been used <b>and </b><b>yed </b>for a fool by ckthorn and her lover. No lu Kiley i eyes those who had hurt her dulu deserve <b>truth</b>. They deserved torment
Aud night now, Zara was unraveling
The man she mated with had stolen her <b>kidney</b>. The father who raised her had died by bic’s ws. Her daughter had been turned into a scapegoat and sent to prison–only to <b>have </b>her own organs harvested to <b>save </b>the hte of bic’s mistress’s chuld.
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<b>“</b><b>bic</b>, <b>how </b>could you do this to me!” <b>Zara </b>cried, her voice breaking into a jagged wail that pierced the silence like a dying. wolf’s howl
It <b>was </b>a cry of agony, soaked in betrayal and anguish.
Her heart was being shredded, piece by <b>piece</b>, every truth tearing through what little strength she had left.
Riley watched from afar. She felt a flicker of satisfaction, but it quickly faded into a familiar emptiness.
There was no joy in this victory–only sorrow.
Sorrow for <b>having </b>a mother like <b>Zara</b><b>. </b>
Zara, the once–revered Alpha’s daughter, <b>had </b>been reduced to a deluded, love–blind <b>woman</b>–one who had fallen prey to al lowborn maniptor like <b>bic</b>, a wolf who wore charm like a mask and built empires atop the corpses of others
If she had been born into an ordinary family–just one free of power, pride, and schemes–perhaps her life wouldn’t <b>have </b>ended in such ruin.
Riley no longer wanted to look at her.
She turned <b>to </b>leave.
But Zara, in a frenzy, reached out and grabbed her wrist with all the strength she had left, tears pouring down her face.
“Riley–don’t go! Please! You’re all I have now. I was wrong–I know I was wrong! Please forgive me…
Her voice cracked with every word, her entire body trembling with desperation.
But Riley’s face remained unchanged–cold and unyielding.
“Forgive me. She’d heard it <b>too </b><b>many </b>times. The words had long lost their weight
Her gaze dropped to Zara, and for the first time, there <b>was </b>no pity in her eyes–only rity.
“Luna Zara,” she said, voice calm as steel, “you did nothing wrong. The mistake <b>was </b>mine–believing in you, believing in all of
you
“But don’t worry. I’ve seen your true fares. I’ll never believe <b>again</b>.”
<b>“</b>You don’t have to worry. <b>Even </b>if I die out there <b>alone</b>, I won’te crawling back. I’ve already returned the <b>favor </b>of <b>giving </b>me life–with blood. From now on, we are nothing to each other.”
She yanked her wrist free and walked toward the door without <b>looking </b>back,
“No–Riley, please! Please, just one more chance!” <b>Zara’s </b>scream tore <b>through </b>the room.
She ignored her <b>injury</b>, tried to <b>crawl </b>out of bed, tried to chase after her daughter–but it was toote.
Deep down, she knew it.
If Haley walked out now there would be <b>no </b>more second chances
Their bond as mother and daughter had been severed.
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