ManyWriters

  1 "Thalia Silverfang, has someone mistreated you?" My sibling's inquiry carried a hint of worry as he paused during our phone conversation. He must have detected something in my voice, but I tried to appear nonchalant. I put on a false cheerful expression, despite the anger threatening to overwhelm me. "No, everything's fine. I've just come to a conclusion—if marriage is inevitable, does the identity of my spouse really matter?" "Are you certain?" He persisted, his unease growing. "Thalia, if there's a problem, you can confide in me. What's behind this sudden eagerness to wed? You seemed reluctant before." Naturally

Love's Cruel Substitute, A Wolf's Heartbreak

I faced my father, my hands shaking but my resolve firm. The moment I had long avoided had finally arrived.


"It's over, Dad," I declared, my voice unwavering despite my inner turmoil. "You've lost. I'm done with this."


Matthew's eyes flashed with anger as he stepped closer. "You think you've won? You're nothing but a turncoat. You should have stayed in your place. I should have eliminated you when I had the chance." His hand moved towards his coat pocket, where I knew his weapon was concealed.


But as he moved, a shout came from behind.


I turned to see Daniel, Calix, Blake, and Chlyrus approaching like a unified force, their expressions determined. I hadn't realized they were nearby, but I knew one thing for certain: I was no longer alone.


Matthew's face twisted with shock. "You believe they can protect you, Daphne? You're feeble, just like your mother."


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