Grace of a Wolf by Lenaleia

Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Grace: Revoked Privileges

The way everything changes so quickly, like I never existed as Alpha's daughter, is shocking. In a week, all my privileges have been stripped away. Even things I didn't realize were a privilege.

Like clothes.

A private bathroom.

Even my name.

"Hey!"

Yeah, that's my new name.

"Hey! You!"

Stopping mid-step, I turn, only to find myself wanting to be swallowed whole. Seriously, a sinkhole opening up right beneath me would be heaven right now.

It's Rafe's mate.

The sight of her approaching sends a jolt through my system, my heart lurching painfully in my chest. She's even more stunning up close, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders like a silken waterfall, those piercing green eyes pure poison as they watch me.

"Remember me?" Her voice drips with honeyed venom.

She's not alone. A few she-wolves follow along behind her. Some are faces I recognize; part of the pack. The others are strangers.

"I..." My voice catches in my throat, barely a whisper. "Yes."

my gaze to the ground in front of her. It doesn't tear me up inside

kidding? It's shredding me

I

fit. Instead, I'm in an oversized t-shirt with holes in the hem and jeans that are only held up thanks to a cloth belt. Everything

How the mighty have fallen." She tuts, shaking her head in mock sympathy. "Your alpha's little pet has been reduced to this. A fake daughter, trying to weasel her way into

facts around make me want to snap back, to defend myself, but what's the point? I'm nothing now. No one

want?" Keeping my voice level and calm is the only win

in front of me, tilting her head to the side. "Want? Oh, darling. I already have everything I want." Her smile widens, revealing perfect white

all the wolves can talk about; the successful mateship of our pack to the neighboring Forest Springs Pack.

Her dad's the Alpha

me. I'm just Rafe's castaway, the abandoned adopted daughter

she claims it all, as if it's her birthright, makes my blood boil. But there's nothing I can do. She's won,

my greasy hair around her finger. Baths are also a privilege I've had to give

away from her touch, my

presses a finger to my lips, silencing me. "It doesn't matter now, does it? You're where you belong. Among the dregs of

each one a fresh wound. I blink back tears, refusing to give her the satisfaction of seeing me cry. Despite telling myself that I wouldn't rise to the occasion, she got it out of me

know," she leans in close, her breath hot against my ear, "Rafe told me all about you. How you

The thought of him laughing at me behind my back, mocking my feelings...

but it sounds weak

me

think he cared for you? A human? He was just amusing himself." She circles me

possessive way she says

elegant with my vomit all over her. I clench my fists, nails digging into

I throw up on her, I'm just going

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