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.

Eleanor and I squinted against the assault of the harsh glow searing into our

open, and there,

Alpha… wasn’t

through me, mirrored

forward, plastering fake smiles of relief across our faces as if we hadn’t just been caught trying to cover up murder.

“Richard.”

“Grandpa!”

forced emotion. “We knew you’d be alright. We never believed it, so we came to check. And here you are, just like we knew you

legs

Richard snorted, his eyes colder than ice. With

from his

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

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were weak, I thought I’d never

Rosaline! It’s all because of her… My voice cracked as I

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

to the floor, the weight of everything crashing down. I

gone in an instant. She couldn’t even

had set for us. They’d been

There was

just condemned ourselves. The truth was

Rosaline’s POV:

trying to shift the

smirk curling on my lips.

still trying to make me the villain? Tell me. did I force you to poison the Alpha? Did I stand

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