[No pictures. No traces. No reports… Not a single word will leak. Those who wronged you today—remember their faces. They will pay their debt in blood.]
My tears paused. My eyes widened as I read it again. I hurriedly checked for more rumors. But the rumors I heard were that a farmhouse close to our pack went bankrupt, a healer got arrested for sexual assault, and the rumor about Gwyneth lost 10 millions golden coins.
Not a single mention of today’s incident. The people who had seen my incident were either imprisoned for serious crimes… or gone. I took a sharp breath.
The anonymous helper… it had to be someone from the Blackwing Pack.
Auron Blackwing.
But why?
The next morning arrived in heavy silence. Every servant in the Silverfang Pack house already knew what had happened last night. No one dared look at me, and no one knew how to speak to me.
I sat at the long breakfast table, flipping through a simple magazine, eating slowly. The air felt cold.
“The Blackwing Pack said they will not wait anymore. In three hours, they will send someone to collect you.”
Just like that, a letter slid across the table toward me. My father had been sitting there for almost half an hour without saying a word, his food untouched.
[The Announcement of Dowries
Lady Freya Silverfang of the Silverfang Pack will be given the following:
50 million golden coins
The Silverfang Pack’s heirlooms
Half of the pack’s castle]
“I—I didn’t know you were going to mate Auron Blackwing,” my father said softly. “Your grandmother made everything official this morning. I found out only today.” He swallowed. “Freya… I don’t hate you. If you could just be a little more obedient—”
“I won’t be here anymore to stop you from bringing your mistress into this house,” I cut in coldly. “So go ahead. Bring Gwyneth’s mother home and give her my mother’s place.”
My father flinched. My mother’s death was the one subject no one touched, as if she never existed.
“With this, we are no longer father and daughter, Alpha Atlas,” I said quietly.
“I am cutting off all ties. Live well with your mistress and your other pup.”
My voice sliced through the room. His mouth opened, then shut again. His shoulders tightened, but he didn’t try to argue.