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."

Theron exhaled slowly, his broad shoulders rising and falling. "Asha, this is not about

"Don't defend her to me. Don't pretend she's some innocent victim here. She's never been a part of this family. She doesn't want to

fists at my sides.

for a moment, I thought he might raise

did. Instead, his deep voice remained steady, a low rumble of

enough. It's never enough. You should stop this, stop spoiling her

made me curly my fist in anger like my words

this special treatment," I hissed. "She doesn't deserve your kindness or

said, his tone sharper now. "That

voice echoing down the hallway. "She never has been, and she never

presence filling the space between us. But I didn't flinch. Not

had done to both of us," I spoke more calmly this time after

father's voice boomed,

startled. I had never seen him like

else. Pain. A deep,

think you

His voice trembled, not with weakness but with the weight of something long buried. "You think you know who she is. Who I am Who you are. But

my resolve crumbling under the force

is an illegitimate child?" he continued, his voice

is not. She is my legitimate daughter. My true heir. The life you

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