A Broken Alpha Heiress' Revenge novel Chapter 211

Chapter 211

Riley’s POV

I had hated the Blackmaw Pack for five long years.

But now, after hearing the truth, I couldn’t even bring myself to resent them anymore.

Because without Tessa, there would be no me standing here today.

I had already died five years ago.

My body had been hollowed out–emptied of life.

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What was left of me was meant to be “donated” as a cadaver, preserved and prepared, so medical students could slice me open under the guise of education…

So that Alpha Alaric could stand before the world as a selfless hero.

His daughter would be cured of her kidney failure.

His reputation as a great and noble Alpha would be set in stone for generations.

How could I still hate the Blackmaws after that?

If not for Tessa, I wouldn’t have survived at all.

In the end, she took my place in that twisted bargain, and in doing so… she saved my life.

I couldn’t even bring myself to hate her parents.

A sharp ache pierced through my chest, the kind that makes your vision blur and the world around you fade.

I thought I had grown used to not being loved, after all the cruelty I had endured.

But when the truth was laid bare before me, I realized I wasn’t prepared for it.

Alpha Alaric–my own father–had been willing to carve me open and take what he needed, like I was nothing more than a vessel.

He had thrown me into a filthy rogue settlement as a child, leaving me to starve and fend for myself.

When I was finally brought back to the Ebonclaw Pack, I was ignored, cast aside like I was invisible.

Eighteen years of hardship, and he never once cared.

And now, even after all of that, he still wanted my life.

I was his blood. His daughter.

How could a father be capable of such viciousness?

What kind of darkness had raised Alpha Alaric into the kind of man who could slaughter his own kin without a shred of mercy?

What had I done so wrong that I had to be the sacrifice for this scheme?

And for one fleeting moment, I was almost grateful.

Orateful that he had abandoned me when I was little.

If I had grown up in the Ebonclaw Pack, would I have turned out like Scarlett–cold, manipulative, and venomous?

Or like Kael Vale–blind and foolish, clinging to false loyalties?

No. I didn’t want to be cruel.

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I didn’t want to be a fool.

All I ever wanted was a simple life.

Why was that so impossible to have?

This conspiracy hadn’t only destroyed my life—it had dragged Tessa into a tragedy she never asked for, and it had brought endless grief to her family.

In that instant, I stopped hating the Blackmaws.

In fact… I felt like I owed them.

I wiped my tears, forcing myself to stand so I could go to Tessa’s parents.

All of them reached out to catch me-

But Lucien Duskgrave was faster.

I tilted my head back to look at him, but my tears blurred everything.

The harder I tried to see his face, the harder the tears fell.

“Lucien…” My voice came out raw, as if it didn’t even belong to me.

“I’m here.” His gaze locked on mine, steady and unshakable.

“My heart. it hurts.”

Yet they landed like a blade in his chest.

Not when Caelum Knox unearthed the truth about my past.

But now… it spilled out of me, and I couldn’t stop it.

Lucien brushed away my tears with his thumb, his eyes holding mine with unyielding certainty.

“Don’t be afraid. Whatever you decide to do, I will stand behind you–no questions, no hesitation. You will never need to look over your shoulder again.”

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I understood what he meant.

And that understanding broke the dam inside me.

For the first time, I didn’t want to hold myself back.

I threw my arms around his waist, burying my face in the warmth of his chest, whispering over and over, “Thank you.”

If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have survived this far.

Without Lucien, I might have been destroyed by the Ebonclaw Pack long before the truth ever surfaced.

The sound of my sobs filled the entire room.

I could feel the emotions ripple through everyone there–Tessa’s parents included.

Dyskcliff and his mate’s eyes glistened with unspoken grief.

Their daughter had taken the blow meant for me, and they had already taken their vengeance once.

But looking at me now, they couldn’t summon hatred.

Not for someone whose life had been nothing but cruelty and loss.

It was a long time before the tears finally stopped.

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