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."

nonexistent these days. It's nothing to lower my gaze to the ground in front of her. It doesn't

am I kidding?

to think I made such

gaze raking over my body. I'm no longer dressed in my clothes; clothes that fit. Instead, I'm in an

fallen." She tuts, shaking her head in mock sympathy. "Your alpha's little pet has

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

my voice level and calm is the only win I'm

side. "Want? Oh, darling. I already have everything I want." Her smile widens, revealing perfect white teeth. "Rafe, the pack, the future.

mateship of our pack to the neighboring Forest Springs Pack. I even know her

dad's the Alpha of Forest

and all. Not like me. I'm just Rafe's castaway, the

as if it's her birthright, makes my blood boil. But there's nothing

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

away from her touch, my skin crawling. "I

matter now, does it? You're where you

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

against my ear, "Rafe told me all about you. How you clung to him, desperate for attention. It

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

true," I whisper, but it sounds weak

me in denial about the wolf he's

sound. "Oh, sweetie. Did you really think he cared for you? A human? He was just amusing himself." She circles me again. "A

says it makes my

pretty designer clothes wouldn't be so elegant with my vomit all over her. I

just going to

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