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."

nothing to lower my gaze to the ground in front of her. It doesn't tear me up

kidding? It's

I made such a

circles me, and I can feel her gaze raking over my body. I'm no longer dressed in my clothes; clothes that fit. Instead, I'm in an

pet has been reduced to this. A fake daughter, trying to weasel her way into the pack under his

back, to defend myself, but what's the

do you want?" Keeping my voice level and calm

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 teeth. "Rafe, the pack, the future. It's all

mateship of our pack to

the Alpha

dad. Biological. Wolf and all. Not like me. I'm just

as if it's her birthright, makes my blood boil. But there's nothing I can do. She's won, and we both

see it for myself," she continues, reaching out to twirl a strand of my greasy hair around her finger. Baths are also a privilege I've had to give up; there's never enough hot water. Or time. "The human girl who thought she could play

her touch, my skin

"It doesn't matter now, does it? You're where you belong. Among the dregs

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

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

really say those things? The thought of him laughing at me behind my back, mocking my feelings... The same person who once declared his love

not true," I whisper, but

there's still a part of me in

laughs, the sound like tinkling bells. Even in her venom, it's a beautiful sound. "Oh, sweetie. Did you really think he cared for you? A human? He was just amusing

way she says it

elegant with my vomit all over her. I clench

throw up on her, I'm just going to have to

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