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Unwanted Pet, Undeniable Power

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 745    |    Released on: 16/06/2025

where it all began

n seventeen,

ing: the old barn, her parents'

nstone Stallion colt, had made it

appeared then, like

er parents, a connoi

lanket by the smoldering ruins

ing a lead rope as if it were her o

then at the colt, his

e," he' d said. It

thlessness in business, showe

l, a place for her at his vast Blackwood Eq

ant apartment, far nicer

ad tutors to fin

small, thoughtful gifts – a book on

ix, the colt slowly regaining h

say, his voice softer than she

indness, his protecti

g girl into a young woman, her ta

ficent stallion, his golden coat gleaming, his

een her and Etha

ctor, but something else began to fli

just the orphaned

l and gifted one, with a unique conn

m grew charged with

cruelty in his words that she som

dding towards Phoenix. "You' ll get yourself killed

dent in her bond with Phoenix

han. He' s spirited. An

ne laugh that reache

r, a sense of belonging she hadn' t

e cared for he

ens after dinner. The air was fragrant with night-bloo

arble statue, tur

his handsome face, making him

his voice unusually hesitan

vaguely be

ere just a girl. A very talente

elf... unable to imagine this plac

raw emotion in them sh

on, a laying bare of a

art po

s fingers gently t

her, a mix of nervousness and

murmured, hi

ned in and

, distant kisses he' d giv

nd searching, a kiss that sp

lt into him, her worl

ught. This was love.

, her benefactor, an

rloom, seemed to warm against her skin

ng she

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Unwanted Pet, Undeniable Power
Unwanted Pet, Undeniable Power
“My life was a meticulously groomed arena, flawless and secure, all thanks to Ethan Blackwood. He rescued me, an orphaned girl clutching a lead rope and a trembling colt, after the fire took my parents and everything else. He was my protector, my world. I believed he loved me unconditionally. Then, the faint, expensive scent of Isabelle Thorne' s jasmine perfume clinging to his suit. A physical manifestation of the lie he lived. I pulled away from his embrace, the disgust a physical thing in my throat. He wasn' t just unfaithful; he saw me merely as a "talented little charity case," a prized pet. The final blow came not from him, but from his perfect, polished mistress. Isabelle Thorne herself sought me out, her cold smile dripping venom. She mocked my past, confirmed Ethan' s dismissal of me, then, with a sneer, snatched my mother' s sunstone locket from my neck, deliberately breaking its delicate chain. It fell to the dusty stable floor, mirroring my shattered heart. How could I have been so blind? So utterly devoted to a man who saw me as nothing more than a plaything, a controllable asset? The humiliation burned, making me feel physically sick. My mother' s locket, my last tangible link, lay shattered like my trust, like my perception of my former savior. I scrubbed my skin raw, desperate to wash away his touch, his scent, his betrayal. I fled to Serenity Peak, determined to heal and find myself. But my quiet retreat detonated into a fierce quest for justice when a kind vet mended my broken locket. He revealed a hidden compartment, and inside lay my mother' s secret journal, detailing not only the lost art of breeding Sunstone Stallions, but hinting at a ruthless man who coveted their work, a man who haunted their lives. My escape was no longer just about healing; it became a quest to unravel a terrifying truth and reclaim everything I had lost.”
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