Chapter 306 Kill ADALYN El This girl was stupid and annoying, to say the least.


    Yet, despite these facts, I regretted that I had underestimated her. I should have dealt with the tiny


    redhead girl right after Cassandra Keller had disappeared. Now, she had be a big problem, one I


    wasn’t sure how to handle.


    “I was hiding in the room next to yours when you spoke,” Becky chimed in.


    Father’s face changed when she mentioned the meeting. Hisplexion paled and his hazel eyes


    widened, but when he ran his hands through his graying hair, it was clear


    that he seemed convinced by her words.


    I had to hand it to her. 3 cing herself at the scene of the crime was a bold move, one I wasn’t sure


    how to work around. This was damning to be certain but I had to remain collected if I wanted to make it


    out of this and continue my ns without interruption.


    Ss’ little kitten was a true thorn in my side.


    Father studied the girl’s expression like a fox studying its prey. “I hope you acknowledge that you will


    be punished for your confession, girl. You heard something you weren''t meant to hear in a zone that


    was out of bounds to you.


    Not that you were meant to be in the House of Moses anyway. Do you


    understand that those actions will have consequences, even if you are my son’s... mate?” St a She


    nodded, much to my agitation, and tucked a lock of her auburn hair behind her ear innocently. “I


    understand it well, Lord Oliver, which is why I confessed. You wouldn''t trust me if I withheld any


    information. I can tell you don’t like to be deceived, so I will do no such thing.” The moment Father fixed


    his gaze on me, I knew he believed the little bitch over me. I couldn’t be all that surprised. He had


    always distrusted me. Why would today be any different? “I’ll have to figure this out for myself,” he said,


    and then he nced at the guards. “Take the girl and her


    aplice away. Lock them up.” The guards nodded and before they left, Father pointed at Becky. i


    “You better not be lying,” he warned her. “If you are, I will see to it that you suffer.” She nodded and


    without another word, the guards led the pair from the room.


    They closed the door behind them, leaving only Father and I in the room.


    Father didn’t speak for a few minutes and the silence was palpable. Silence could add to the pressure,


    especially in his presence. I used to fear this atmosphere because it always meant heavy punishment,


    but to my surprise, I didn’t feel fear.


    I only felt hatred.


    At the situation, at Father, at Ss.


    Stupid, stupid, Ss, and his awful little bitch of a pet. How had I gotten so unlucky? I had the girl


    chained up for goodness sake! How had her aplice gotten in under my nose? “Is what the girl said


    true?” Father finally spoke, clearly holding in his anger. He seemed on the verge of exploding into a


    blind rage. “I’m giving you a chance, Adalyn.” A chance? A chance? A chance to what? To admit I


    wanted to cripple his beloved son? Why would I do that? What was he expecting from me? A full


    confession? For me to beg for his forgiveness as I wept and whimpered for him?


    I wanted tough.


    His question brought old memories to my mind. Fa Father had said the same thing when Ss and I


    were very young.


    It was the first time he had brought us to the forest to hunt. Back then, Ss had only been five years


    old. All he knew was crying, especially out for my mother. He only ever sought her attention.


    Father wanted me to look after Ss, but I was fed up with him. I wanted to run into the forest and hunt


    with the other strong werewolves. I wanted to be like Cora, the beautiful golden- haired girl who was


    said to be better than any kids at our age.


    So, I''left Ss near an old tree trunk


    and warned him to stay there. I told him if he didn’t remain there, a scary monster would drag him deep


    into the woods and tear the very flesh from his limbs.


    After he nodded fearfully at me, I ran deep into the forest and hunted a deer all on my own. I was


    ecstatic as I carried my kill back out from the woods. I wanted to show Father how good I was, how


    capable I was. Perhaps if he knew I was talented, he would speak to others in the Pack, and I would be


    talked of as highly as Cora.


    We could be the best of the best in the Pack one day if only I could get his praise.


    But instead of praise, Father was angry with me. It was the first time he whipped me, the old way of


    punishing disobedient werewolves that was rare,


    but not ouwed.


    All because Ss was wounded. p It wasn’t my fault. If he hadn’t left his spot, his legs never would


    have been cut by the sharp rock. But Father always med me. Every mistake was my mistake.


    To this day, I couldn’t understand what I ever did to hurt him.


    I was his daughter. Why did he treat me so differently than he did his son? I stared at him now and


    shook my head in denial. “I didn’t do anything, Father.


    I'' would never harm Ss. I''ve always loved him. He’s my brother, after all.


    I''ll make you a vow-" “A vow is of no value to me, Adalyn,” he interrupted me with a re.


    “There’s only one way to know the


    truth. I''ll call the head of healers here at once.” I knew the healer would confess everything. Father was


    great at interrogation and the head healer was weak. He would give in at once.


    “This will be yourst chance,” Father continued. “You know what the consequences would be if what


    the girl said is true.” The consequences. Would he ground me in the basement, not allowing anyone to


    talk to me, and giving me no food to eat for days until I had no strength to beg? Or would he whip me in


    front of all of the Moses soldiers? Perhaps he would kill me this time.


    “Why can’t you trust me?” I blurted


    out.


    Father frowned. “You''re avoiding the question.” = “I’m not,” I fired back. “It’s you who keeps avoiding


    the problem, Father.


    Why have you always loved Ss better? Why can’t you be fair to me?” He stared at me with an


    expression of disgust and disdain. He didn’t even bother to answer my questions.


    Instead, he walked toward the door, probably to find some guards to bring the head healer to the study.


    But I didn’t give him the chance.


    Out of anger and desperation, I pulled a knife from my pocket. I had kept it on me since Asher went


    missing and Anemond became a mess. I had wanted


    to protect myself, as it was clear that there was only one person looking out for me. = Myself.


    Father didn’t notice, so I took the opportunity and rushed over and stabbed the knife into his neck.


    He tried to struggle but it was toote.


    He didn’t even make a sound before he copsed lifelessly to the floor.


    I dropped the knife in shock and then stared at my bloodied hand in shock.


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