Bloodbound Scallion

Rebirth And Revenge: The Real Heiress Is Back!

R. Ink writer

Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter-The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. "Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. "Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle-The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge! And definitely, she won't mess this up!

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Twelve years ago

Ronan Duskbane knelt in the snow, bleeding out, while the wolves who once swore loyalty to him circled like vultures.

The high cliffs of Blackthorn Keep loomed behind him, the scent of burning wood and blood thick in the air. His father, the Alpha King, lay dead at his feet his throat ripped open by the very pack who had once sworn to protect him.

Betrayal.

The word burned through Ronan's skull as the elders stepped forward, their faces carved from ice.

"You have broken our laws, Ronan Duskbane." The High Elder's voice was cold, final. "Your blood is cursed. Your soul is damned. And from this night forward, you are no longer Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack."

Ronan clenched his teeth, feeling the burn of the silver cuffs biting into his wrists. They thought they could break him. They were wrong.

He lifted his gaze, locking eyes with the wolves who had once been his brothers. "You think you can kill me?" His voice was raw, dark with something more than pain. Something ancient.

The High Elder sneered. "No. But we can banish you."

And then, under the full Blood Moon, the elders cursed him.

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