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A White Wolf Called Worthless

A White Wolf Called Worthless

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1214    |    Released on: Today at 18:25

of the pack, the ultimat

ed my sister Ivy like a precious jewel, b

continent-wide Tribunal, a captured Rogu

e paid the Rogue to watch as she beat me with a silver whip

pointed at my bleeding body and tol

d her silver surgical knife to chop me

ily dig up my grave, desperate to pro

from the dirt, a blinding magi

as a legendary White Wolf, the m

y butchered the very mi

fic guilt, and seeing my sister dragged to the a

mother, and I reje

the Moon Goddess's light, and opened my eyes a

pte

ter

nter clung to the Great

rt, a Gothic immensity where, high in the vaulted da

the center

at me. No on

ld air, a weightless and invisib

iant, glowing crystal surface that floated in the air, *

ments of the assembly would be etched into th

He was the Chief Judge of the Tribunal, the h

a physical pressure that settled in the lungs of al

ce echoing against the stone walls. "You are charged with

k. They were wild, dangerous, an

in heavy iron chains. His clothes were torn,

vibration in his chest made the raw iron chains at his collarbo

an a growl, disturbed the h

ing with a dangerous yellow light. "And your math is w

wned. "Are you co

showing his sharp teeth. "And the last one was a very

knew exactly who h

voice dropping to a dark whisper. "She was chopped into pieces,

uld truly hurt us. It burned our

words, a terrible mem

r cutting into my flesh. I

nly the phantom sensation of a red-hot silver needle being driven down my spine,

the table. "A Rogue does not use a silver knife. You animals b

heavy shoulders. T

. "I am too lazy for that kind of

wly. His yellow eyes s

d pointed a dirty finger at a

nced. "She cut the victi

of robes went still. Every small sound in

ifted closer* to the wo

The Chief Heal

erbs and anatomy. She

was my

ilk dress rustled. Her face was pale

ce full of disgust. "I am a Chief Heal

his one," K

g to say I killed my own daughter, you are a fool. My daught

tting around Elara

Beta from a neighboring pack said

y his death," another Alpha added.

reached out to touch her cheek, b

not truly feel gathered a

vy. She only had one

s, and my own mother had complete

tal mirror. He could hear the v

n the sto

vy paid me ten chests of rare magic crystal

The nobles st

wly, *making sure his words struck the stone arches a

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A White Wolf Called Worthless
A White Wolf Called Worthless
“I was the useless Omega of the pack, the ultimate disgrace of our family. My mother, the pack's Chief Healer, treated my sister Ivy like a precious jewel, but threw me into the Sunless Forest to rot. I died in that freezing mud, but during a continent-wide Tribunal, a captured Rogue revealed the horrific truth of my death. Ivy didn't just want me exiled; she wanted me to suffer. She paid the Rogue to watch as she beat me with a silver whip, then she drugged our mother with a heavy dose of Dreamweed. Under the drug's mind-control, Ivy pointed at my bleeding body and told our mother I was an infected beast. My own mother, a master of anatomy, used her silver surgical knife to chop me into pieces while I was still breathing. As a spirit, I watched my mother angrily dig up my grave, desperate to prove I was faking my death to ruin them. But when they pulled my skull from the dirt, a blinding magic revealed the ultimate irony. I was never a useless Omega. I was a legendary White Wolf, the most sacred bloodline in existence. My mother had personally butchered the very miracle she obsessed over. Watching her go completely insane from the horrific guilt, and seeing my sister dragged to the agonizing Silver Abyss, I felt absolutely nothing. "I reject you as my mother, and I reject this bloodline." I turned my back on their screams, stepped into the Moon Goddess's light, and opened my eyes as a newborn in a family that actually loved me.”