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He Chose His Adopted Sister

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 748    |    Released on: 30/08/2025

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He Chose His Adopted Sister
He Chose His Adopted Sister
“Alpha Carl's scalpel pierced my flesh, ready to begin the surgery. His phone in his pocket vibrated wildly, and he couldn't resist answering it. "Carl, before I die, I just want to see you one more time," Bianca, his adopted sister, said, her voice trembling. She had attempted suicide. I lay on the operating table, my abdomen already sliced open, when I heard the news. Carl dropped the scalpel and turned to Alpha Arthur. "My Luna's surgery is in your hands now," he said. With that, he turned and left. As I watched Carl's retreating figure, my heart felt gripped by an invisible hand, the pain unbearable. Tears slipped from my eyes before I could stop them. In the next moment, a cold scalpel pierced my skin again. Alpha Arthur spoke coldly, "Why are you crying? With me here, you won't die."”