Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 367

Chapter 367 He’s Alive

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“Queenie, what are you talking about? Aunt Eleanor sank to the floor, her eyes wide with shock, confusion and fear swirling across her lace

1 snorted, turning quickly to help her to her feet. Aunt Heanor, don’t be afraid. This person isn’t Grandpa. It’s just someone playing a cruel game. Someone preteering to be him”

“What?” Her voice wavered, caught in the grip of panic

I sneered, my eyes narrowing as I glared at the figure lying on the cot. “So, you’ve been caught. Drop the act. Who the hell are you? What’s your angle here?”

A low chuckle echoed from the figure, soft and mocking. “Aw, I thought I could have more fun.”

The voice, once rough and frail, suddenly shifted-high–pitched, sweet, and all too familiar.

It hit me like a slap to the face.

Rosaline.

In one smooth movement, Mr. Richard‘ sprang from the cot, tearing off the white cloth like it was nothing more than a mask.

Beneath it was no old Alpha, but Rosaline’s cold, smirking face.

The fury inside me flared. My hands trembled with rage. “Rosaline! You conniving little Omega bitch! You really thought you could fool me?”

“Rosaline?” Aunt Eleanor whispered, her voice cracking. “But… but they took you away! The police

The morgue, once drowned in darkness, was suddenly Dooded with blinding light.

squinted against the assault of the

there, pushing Richard in a wheelchair, was

wasn’t

through

faces as if we hadn’t just

“Richard.”

“Grandpa!”

believed it, so we came to check. And here you are, just like we knew you

legs

colder than ice. With

from his

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death, I’d never have known you two were the ones poisoning

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disappointment. I thought you were my family, part of the Eclipse Park. Even if you were weak, I thought I’d never wrong

of her… My voice cracked as I lunged forward, trying to

gaze met mine, coll and unyielding–like a dagger poised to strike He didn’t see me as family.

thickened. My legs gave way beneath me, and collapsed to the floor, the weight of everything crashing down. I knew then–I

instant. She couldn’t even

Rosaline and Caden had set for us. They’d been waiting, biding their time, knowing exactly when we’d make our

There was

The truth was out. We were

Rosaline’s POV:

flail, trying to shift the

a smirk

to make me the villain? Tell me. did I force you

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