A Broken Alpha Heiress' Revenge novel Chapter 227

Chapter 227

Riley’s POV

Finished

“You left me lying on that cold, unforgiving floor…. ignored, discarded like a wounded pup in a storm. If I hadn’t woken halfway through, forcing my weakened body to crawl out of the Ebonclaw estate that night, I would have died there. There’d be no vengeance today–no reckoning–just another unmarked grave in your territory.”

My voice stayed calm, but every word was a claw raking across Luna Zara’s pride.

“I used to think–over and over–maybe I wasn’t good enough. Maybe that’s why you hated me so much. Why you wanted me gone.”

A humorless laugh escaped me. “But then I realized… it wasn’t me. It’s you. You’re not normal. None of you are. I’m not even giving you back the pain you burned into me–piece by piece. I’m just putting you where you belong. You should be grateful.”

My words hit her like a sledgehammer. I could see it in her eyes–each memory of her cruelty replaying, cutting her like a dull blade.

Only now, in the weight of this moment, did she seem to realize she didn’t even have the right to apologize to me. What she had done to her own blood… it was enough to damn her to the deepest, darkest level of the Rogues‘ wastelands.

She didn’t deserve forgiveness. She didn’t deserve pity.

Because while I was living like prey under her roof, she never once spared

me even a glance of mercy.

Duke dragged her away. Her body sagged like an empty shell, heels scraping across the polished floor, leaving scuff marks like blood trails. Her eyes were hollow, her soul already fled.

Then it was Alpha Alaric and Scarlett’s turn.

Alaric was already drowning in despair. If I could turn my own mother into a hollowed–out shell, what chance did the architect of my entire hell have?

He couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak. Just stared at me with the eyes of a dying wolf begging its predator for mercy.

I had none to give.

If killing him wouldn’t bring the entire Mooncrest Council down on me, I’d have gladly skinned him alive and fed his hide to the crows.

“Get them out of my sight,” I told Caelum Knox, my voice a frostbitten blade.

Caelum moved toward Scarlett.

She flinched the second his shadow fell over her. “No! I’m not going to the Rogues‘ lands!”

Caelum didn’t bother arguing–just grabbed her like a misbehaving pup by the collar.

Her legs kicked wildly, panic widening her eyes until they looked like a startled deer’s.

Right before Caelum reached the door, she screamed, “Riley, you can’t do this to me! Your kidney is still in my body! Let me go, and I’ll give it back!”

3:33 PM

“Oh, I want it,” I said, my tone silky and slow, “just not today.”

Finished

I let my words sink in. “I’m happy now. One kidney is enough for me to live well. But you? You only have one. If I took mine back now, you’d die instantly. That’d make me a killer–and I’m not giving you the easy way out. I’ll let you rot in the Rogues‘ lands first. I’ll watch you wear down–body and soul–until you can barely crawl. Then, when you’re nothing but a husk… I’ll take it. Legally. And I’ll have my kidney back and your death in one perfect stroke.”

Her face drained of all color, fear bleeding into her scent so strongly every wolf in the room could taste it.

she finally understood–I hated her down to my marrow.

This wasn’t about spilling her blood quickly. This was about making her beg for death.

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She’d never survive out there. Not the cold, not the hunger, not the males who roamed without laws, looking for something soft to claim. She’d be dragged into a den, torn apart night after night until her body couldn’t take the strain.

And then… maybe, if she was very lucky, she’d die before I came for what was mine.

Scarlett began to thrash, pure terror making her movements frantic.

But no one moved to help her.

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