Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 346

Burn in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath

Chapter 346 Shattered Pride

Amelia’s POV

The cruellest blow had yet to come.

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Kirby had taken photos–me and John, drunk and half–conscious, tossed behind a club among the trash.

The angles were viciously precise, magnifying our filth and disgrace. Paired with the headline, “Heiress and Her Lapdog? Wave Pack’s Secret Deals of Sex and Power,” it spread like wildfire through the werewolf networks.

For a race obsessed with honor, such public humiliation was worse than death.

I became a laughingstock. Wave Pack was mocked as a fading clan clinging to survival through filth.

Shame coiled through me like a venomous snake, devouring the last of my pride.

Leia, my wolf, sneered coldly. “Amelia, who do you think will save you now? Charles? Marcus? Or those pathetic dreams of yours?”

The nightmare only deepened.

Shadows stirred at the end of the street. Several figures closed in. I lifted my stomach dropped.

It was John’s mate, Mary, a female Omega, flanked by her guards.

head–and my

Her eyes blazed with hatred, a mother wolf ready to shred her

prey.

I tried to run, but my legs collapsed beneath me.

Mary said nothing at first. She simply lunged, slamming me into the ground.

Her fists, her slaps, her nails raked across me like a storm.

I screamed, begging, “Mary, I was wrong! I never meant to ruin you two!”

But she did not stop. Her pheromones pressed me down into the pavement, choking me. Her voice spat venom. “Whore! Did you think seducing John would lift you up? A bastard daughter, dreaming of being an Alpha’s mate?”

Around us, other wolves stood watching. Some even lifted their phones, recording my shame.

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Chapter 346 Shattered Pride

Mary’s curses drowned out my cries. My body was tossed like a rag doll, blood streaking my

skin.

Pain blurred my senses, but the humiliation bit deeper–deeper than the bruises, deeper than the blood. I had once believed my beauty and cunning could buy me a place among the elite. Now I lay in the dirt, despised like garbage.

Leia scoffed. “Amelia, better to die fighting like a wolf than crawl like this. Shift, and tear them apart!”

Tears and blood mixed in my mouth, bitter and salty.

When Mary finally pulled back, I lay limp, unable to move.

She spat at me. “Next time I see you, I’ll kill you.”

Her guards followed her away. The onlookers dispersed, leaving me alone on the freezing ground.

Rain washed over my wounds, stinging until I nearly fainted.

Everything I had once possessed–status, wealth, family, dignity–was ground to dust in a single day.

Half a month later, Wave Pack collapsed like an avalanche in silence.

Their trade lines gone, their hunting grounds stolen, allies scattered. Members died or fled.

The clan that once stood tall among the werewolf elite was reduced to nothing but a name and mountains of debt.

I stood at the edge of a rooftop, staring at the glittering skyline.

Those towers had once been my dream.

My eyes were hollow, my body an empty shell. In my head, Charles‘ furious roar echoed, Mary’s fists rained down again, the vicious comments from the web replayed endlessly.

I fixed my gaze on the tallest tower–the Rogue Pack headquarters in the western territory. I forced myself into numbness.

But then Charlotte appeared, like a burning meteor crashing into this stagnant mire.

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