Chapter 338: Legitimate Child Asha's POV

I squared my shoulders as I faced my father, my eyes narrowing at him in anger.

I crossed my arms tightly over my chest, the weight of years of frustration and jealousy boiling to the surface.

My father simply stood before me, his usual composed demeanor tinged with a rare expression of exasperation, but I didn't care. Not anymore

"She doesn't even call you Father!" I spat, my voice trembling with anger.

"Not once in her life has Astrid ever acknowledged you as her father. And yet, you treat her like she's some prized treasure.

Why, Father? Because you feel guilty for neglecting her? She's just your illegitimate child! It's best that she realize she's not special!" I blurted out angrily.

Alpha Theron's jaw tightened, but he didn't speak. That silence — his silence — was what always drove me mad.

He would never defend himself, never justify his actions, as if I were the one being unreasonable. But I wasn't.

"She's ungrateful!" I continued, pacing back and forth as my emotions surged.

"She shows up only when she needs something from you, and you let her. Every single time, you let her.

You bend over backward for her, giving her everything, while I-" My voice broke despite my best efforts to keep it steady. "While I have spent my entire life proving my worth to you."

shoulders rising and falling. "Asha, this is not about

she's some innocent victim here. She's never been a part of this family. She doesn't want to be. All she cares

my sides. "You've always excused

Theron's sharp gaze finally locked onto mine, and for a

his deep voice remained steady, a

not enough. It's never enough. You should stop

fist

kindness or your forgiveness. She's

said, his tone sharper now. "That is not

my sister!" I shouted, my voice echoing down the hallway.

the space between us.

had done to both of us," I spoke more calmly this time after getting a hold on myself. "She's manipulating us... she

voice

back, startled. I had never seen him like this, his face contorted with

beneath the fury, there was something else. Pain. A deep, raw pain that

think you know

long buried. "You think you know who she is. Who I am Who you are. But

resolve crumbling under the

an illegitimate child?" he

my legitimate daughter. My true heir. The life you live,

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