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Blackthorn 24

Chapter 24 

Kael’s POV 

I stood by the window, watching the clouds roll in. The sky was gray and heavy with the promise of rain. It matched my mood perfectly. My hands clenched into fists at my sides, and I forced myself to breathe slowly. I couldn’t let my anger take over. Not yet. 

“You’re too quiet,” Valric, my wolf, growled inside me. “You hate her. Just say it. Just end it.” 

“Not yet,” I muttered under my breath. “I need to be smart about this.” 

Valric snarled but didn’t argue further. He knew I was right. Bursting out in rage wouldn’t do anything. Not with someone like Roxanne. She was careful and manipulative. Always playing the sweet and perfect girl. 

But I knew better now. 

I picked up my phone and called her. My voice was calm. “Hey, Roxanne. Are you free today? I thought we could talk about some engagement plans. The decorator left the catalogue with me. I figured we could go through it together.” 

There was a pause, and then her voice lit up. “Of course, Kael! That sounds so romantic. I was actually 

hoping that you would call. Should I come over?” 

“Yes,” I said, forcing a smile into my tone. “Also, there are a few more things we need to choose. Table 

settings, flowers… I want to know what you prefer.” 

“You’re so thoughtful,” she cooed. “I’ll be there soon.” 

I hung up and stared at the phone in my hand. My skin crawled just from talking to her. 

“You’re lying to her face,” Valric said. 

“She deserves worse,” I replied, my voice cold. “You saw what she did to me.” 

Valric growled in agreement. “Just don’t screw this up. I want her to be badly humiliated.” 

I turned and moved quickly. Time was short. I went to check on my mother first. She was in the kitchen, 

humming softly as she stirred a pot on the stove. The smell of herbs and meat filled the air. 

“Perfect,” I whispered to myself. “She is distracted.” 

Then I climbed the stairs and walked straight into my parents’ room. I went to the large wooden closet and pulled open the third drawer on the bottom right. My mother always kept her favorite jewelry there. She thought no one noticed. But I did. 

I found the diamond necklace easily. It was elegant and delicate, glittering even in the dim light of the room. It was my mother’s favorite. She wore it at every formal event. 

“She’ll notice it’s missing,” Valric warned. 

1/4 

Chan 14 

“That’s the point,” I whispered and slid the necklace into my pocket. 

125 Points 

I left the room quickly and went to my own. My heart was racing, but I kept my expression calm. I lifted the edge of the bed and reached for the box I had hidden there since I was a teenager. I placed the necklace inside and shut the lid tight. 

Now, I waited. 

Roxanne arrived an hour later. I heard the knock on the door, and I forced myself to take a deep breath. Then I opened it. 

She stood there in a light pink dress. Her long curls were bouncing as she smiled up at me. Her lips were red and glossy. She leaned in and kissed me. 

I had to force myself to kiss her back. 

It felt wrong and disgusting. 

But I didn’t let it show. 

“Hey, babe,” she said sweetly. “I missed you.” 

“I missed you too,” I lied. “Come in.” 

She started heading straight toward the stairs. 

“Wait,” I said and caught her hand. “Before we go to my room, my mom wanted to talk to you. She said she 

had something important to show you.” 

Roxanne blinked. “Oh? What is it?” 

“Some dress designs. She mentioned it a few days ago. Let’s go see her first.” 

I led her into the kitchen. My mother looked up. She was surprised but smiling at us. 

“Roxanne! It’s been a while.” 

“Luna Grace,” Roxanne said warmly, going over to hug her. “You look lovely today.” 

“Flatterer,” my mom chuckled. “Kael said you were looking at dresses for the ceremony? I saved a few I 

thought you would like.” 

I watched them closely. My arms were crossed over my chest. My mother seemed pleased. If only she 

knew the truth. If only she knew what Roxanne had done. 

“She played all of us,” Valric said darkly. 

“Not for much longer,” I answered silently. 

They scrolled through the pictures on her phone. I chimed in here and there, pretending to care. After a few minutes, I placed my hand gently on Roxanne’s back. 

“Come on, let’s go up. We still have a lot to look at.” 

 

She nodded and followed me upstairs. 

Once in my room, I let her sit on the bed while I pulled out the catalogue. 

$79 Points 

“You’re going all out for this,” she giggled, flipping through the pages. “I love the red and gold theme. It’s so 

regal.” 

“It suits you,” I said. I wanted to gag on the words. 

She turned to me, her eyes wide. “Do you really think so?” 

“Of course. You deserve the best.” 

Inside, Valric growled. “This is painful.” 

“Shut up,” I told him. “Just a little longer.” 

We spent the next hour looking at flowers, lights, dresses and music options. She talked and laughed, 

tossing ideas around. I played my part perfectly. I was nodding, smiling and pretending to be excited. 

Every time she touched my arm, I had to hold back the urge to flinch. Every time she called me “babe,” I 

wanted to scream. 

But I didn’t. 

Because this plan had to work. 

Finally, she stood up. “I should get going. I have an appointment with the tailor.” 

I walked her to the door and kissed her again. My lips felt numb. 

She left with a happy smile. She was thinking that everything was perfect. 

Once she was gone, I let my shoulders drop. The mask slipped off. 

“I feel sick,” Valric snarled. 

“Me too,” I whispered. 

I went back to my room and opened the box. The diamond necklace was still there. It was shining like a 

silent witness to what I was about to do. 

I took out my phone and dialed the number. 

“Meet me at the alley behind the coffee shop,” I said. “I’ll be there in five minutes.” 

Then I hung up and stared at my reflection in the mirror. 

This was it. 

The beginning of the end for her. 

 

Blackthorn

Blackthorn

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Blackthorn

“The Wolf Who Couldn’t Shift”


1. The Outcast of Nightshade Pack

Lisa had always been the outcast of her own home — a wolf without a wolf.

In the Nightshade Pack, turning twenty-one meant power, dominance, and pride. Every werewolf her age had already shifted, embracing their animal half. But Lisa hadn’t. Her wolf had never emerged.

Because of that, she was treated as an anomaly, a failure, and a source of shame.
Her parents ignored her. The pack ridiculed her. Even her own blood — her beautiful, perfect sister Roxanne — made her life a living nightmare.

Roxanne was everything Lisa wasn’t: strong, admired, and loved. The perfect daughter. The shining jewel of the family. And to make matters worse, Roxanne was dating Kael Blackthorn, the Alpha’s son — a man everyone respected and desired.

For Lisa, that was the final reminder of her insignificance. Every time she saw them together, it only highlighted the chasm between their worlds.


2. A Celebration That Wasn’t Hers

That night was Roxanne’s birthday, and their mother had transformed their home into a grand venue — lights, laughter, and music filled the air. Roxanne had been gifted a stunning red gown, handpicked by their mother, while Lisa was given a single task: serve the guests.

No one remembered Lisa’s birthday a few months ago. No cake. No presents. No “happy birthday.” Her parents had said it plainly before — Roxanne came first.
Lisa was simply expected to sacrifice and stay silent.

Still, she wanted to look decent. She chose a modest navy-blue dress, applied light makeup, and promised herself she wouldn’t let the night break her.

But the universe — or rather, Roxanne — had other plans.


3. Sister Cruelty

The door burst open, and Roxanne walked in like a queen entering a servant’s quarters. Her crimson lips curved into a smirk.

“What are you doing? You should be downstairs, not wasting time,” she sneered.

“I’ll be down in a minute,” Lisa replied softly, trying to keep her calm.

Roxanne’s eyes glinted with malice. Without warning, she snatched Lisa’s face cream from the dresser and poured it all over her dress.

Lisa gasped as the thick cream soaked through the fabric, staining it completely.

“Roxanne!” she cried, panic and disbelief trembling in her voice. “Why would you do that?”

“Because you’re embarrassing,” Roxanne replied coldly. “You think dressing up will make people notice you? No one cares what you look like, Lisa. You’re nothing but a burden.”

Tears blurred Lisa’s vision as she ran downstairs, desperate for justice. But when she told their mother what had happened, she was met with scorn.

“Roxanne would never do that,” her mother said sharply. “Stop making excuses. Go change and get back to work.”

And there Roxanne stood beside her, smug and triumphant, watching Lisa break in silence.


4. The Invisible Sister

Lisa changed into an old, faded dress — dull and shapeless.
When she finally entered the main hall, guests were already laughing and drinking, the music echoing through the night.

She moved quietly among them, balancing trays and forcing smiles. She served drinks, ignored whispers, and endured Roxanne’s cruel jokes.

One of Roxanne’s friends gave Lisa a small, pitying smile.
“Oh, you must be Lisa, right? Roxanne’s sister?”

Before Lisa could answer, Roxanne appeared and laughed loudly.
“Don’t bother talking to her! She’s just the help tonight — our little maid.”

Her friends giggled, glancing at Lisa like she was a joke.
“She’s really your sister?” one asked. “She doesn’t even look like she belongs here.”

“She doesn’t,” Roxanne said proudly. “She’s an embarrassment to the family.”

The laughter burned like fire in Lisa’s ears. But she didn’t fight back.
She had learned long ago that silence hurt less than hope.


5. The Alpha’s Arrival

Suddenly, the noise died down. All eyes turned toward the entrance.

The Alpha, Luna, and their son Kael Blackthorn — Roxanne’s boyfriend — had arrived. Their presence demanded respect, their aura commanding silence.

Kael was striking — tall, dark-haired, eyes sharp and unreadable. Power radiated from him effortlessly.
He walked straight to Roxanne, pulling her into his arms, kissing her in front of everyone.

The crowd cheered. Roxanne basked in the attention like it was her birthright.

Lisa’s stomach twisted. Not out of jealousy — but from the ache of being so invisible even to those who shared her blood.

“Lisa!” Roxanne called, her tone dripping with authority. “Bring drinks for me and Kael.”

Lisa obeyed. She returned with a tray of crystal glasses, keeping her head down. But when she approached, she felt his gaze.

Kael was watching her.

“Is that your sister?” he asked, his voice low and deep. “What’s her name? I don’t think I’ve seen her before.”

Roxanne laughed, tightening her arm around him.
“Oh, don’t bother. She’s not important. Just the family failure. Focus on me.”

Then she kissed him again — possessive, showy, territorial.


6. The Breaking Point

Something inside Lisa snapped.

For years, she had swallowed humiliation, endured cruelty, and told herself it didn’t matter. But as she stood there, watching her sister claim everything — their parents’ love, the pack’s respect, even Kael’s attention — something deep within her stirred.

Maybe it was anger. Maybe it was pain. Maybe it was the first stirrings of the wolf she thought she’d never have.

But it was there — hot, alive, awake.

She placed the tray down calmly, ignoring Roxanne’s voice calling after her.
She walked away — past the laughter, past the whispers, past every face that had ever looked at her with pity.

They could laugh. They could mock.
But one day, they would see.


7. A Shift Waiting to Happen

As the night went on, Lisa slipped quietly outside. The cool air hit her face, carrying the scent of pine and moonlight.

The party’s laughter echoed behind her, but she barely heard it. Her heart pounded with a strange rhythm, her blood burning beneath her skin.

Something was happening — a pull in her soul, a whisper in her bones.

She tilted her head toward the moon, feeling its glow on her skin.
For the first time in her life, she didn’t feel weak. She felt something ancient stirring inside her, clawing to be free.

Maybe her wolf wasn’t gone.
Maybe it had just been waiting — for the moment Lisa stopped begging to be seen, and started seeing herself.


8. The Beginning of Change

Inside, the celebration continued. Roxanne laughed, oblivious to the storm brewing.

Kael’s eyes flicked toward the window where Lisa stood in the moonlight. For a brief second, something unreadable crossed his expression — curiosity, or maybe recognition.

He didn’t know it yet. None of them did.
But the quiet, invisible girl they had mocked all her life was about to become something far greater than any of them could imagine.

Because sometimes, the wolves who are late to shift…
Are the ones destined to lead the pack.

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