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Blackthorn 31

Blackthorn 31

Chapter 31 

Lisa’s POV_ 

I turned to Alexandra. I was still leaning against the washroom counter. “If I could,” I said softly, “I would just stay in here until the whole party is over.” 

She burst out laughing, her bright eyes lighting up with amusement. “No, you can’t do that,” she said and shook her head. “As tempting as it sounds, you would probably draw more attention that way.” 

I managed a weak smile. “It was worth a try.” 

She stepped forward and patted my arm reassuringly. “Listen, before you go out, I’ll check to see if your ex is still hanging around. If he is, we wait until he moves somewhere else. The feast is about to start soon, and once it does, everyone will head to the dining hall. He’ll have to go there too.” 

That gave me a little hope. I nodded slowly, clinging to her words. 

She continued, “Once the coast is clear, we’ll sneak out together. I’ll call my friend. He is a taxi driver. He owes me a favor, so he’ll pick us up right outside.” 

I blinked at her. “You have thought of everything.” 

She grinned. “You’re not the first person I have helped escape a party. Trust me.” 

I hesitated. I was chewing on my bottom lip. “But… what will we tell Rylan?” 

She waved her hand casually. “We’ll say you’re not feeling well, and I offered to take you home. Simple.” 

“But then… you’ll miss the feast,” I said, guilt rising in my chest. “All because of me.” 

She shrugged. “It’s not a big deal. Besides, I’m kind of tired myself. These events can be exhausting, especially with all the small talk and fake smiles.” 

I stared at her, surprised. “Really?” 

“Absolutely,” she said with a chuckle. “And honestly, a quiet dinner at home sounds way better than a 

crowded banquet.” 

Emotion swelled in my chest. I reached out and hugged her tightly. “Thank you… for helping me. For understanding. For everything.” 

She returned the hug warmly. “There’s no need to thank me, Lisa. We’re friends. That’s what friends do.” I nodded against her shoulder, my eyes stinging a little. It had been a long time since someone had stood beside me like this; without expectations or hidden agendas. Just kindness. Just care. 

She pulled away with a smile. “Alright, let me go check the hallway.” 

I watched her leave the washroom and waited in silence, every second feeling like an eternity. 

A minute later, she popped her head back in, her voice low but excited. “The coast is clear. Let’s go now!” 

 

I took a deep breath and prepared myself. “Okay.” 

We stepped out of the washroom and into the hallway. I looked around cautiously. 

There was no sign of Kael. 

Rylan was still by the far wall, deep in conversation with a group of well-dressed men and women. Judging by their laughter and the easy way they talked, they seemed to know each other well. 

My gaze lingered on him for a moment. Guilt pricked at me again. He had brought me here, made me feel safe… and I was leaving without even saying goodbye. 

But I couldn’t stay. 

Not with Kael here. 

Not with my parents lurking just across the room. 

Alexandra tugged gently on my wrist. “Come on.” 

I quickly followed her. My heart was pounding. I felt nervous, like we were doing something wrong, even though we weren’t. 

We walked quietly through the garden, keeping close to the shadows. The evening air was cool, and a soft breeze carried the scent of flowers and food. I could still hear music and laughter from the party, but it 

was far behind us now. 

I looked around, searching for any sign of Kael. 

Nothing. 

No dark and brooding figure. No piercing eyes watching me from the distance. 

Alexandra checked her phone and whispered, “I texted my friend. He said that he is on his way. Should be here in ten minutes. Let’s head to the pack’s outer gate.” 

We walked quietly down a narrow path lined with trees. The moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting silver shadows on the ground. My shoes crunched softly on the gravel. 

Each step I took away from the mansion, I felt a little lighter. 

Maybe I really could escape. Maybe I didn’t have to face Kael tonight. Maybe I could finally breathe. My parents would never know that I had attended this party. 

Alexandra kept close beside me, glancing back every now and then. 

“We’re almost there,” she said softly. 

The outer gate came into view. It was small, meant for pedestrians, and was used mostly for staff or early guests leaving. No guards were stationed there right now. 

Freedom. 

 

I could almost taste it. 

We reached the gate, and Alexandra placed her hand on the latch. 

“Just a few more minutes,” she said. “Then the car will be here, and we’ll be gone.” 

I nodded, my heart racing. 

Then I heard it. 

A voice. 

Low. 

Deep. 

Familiar. 

“Lisa.” 

I froze. 

Every hair on my body stood on end. 

I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. 

His voice wrapped around me like a chain, dragging up all the pain I had tried to bury. 

And just like that, the air turned cold. 

I turned around slowly. My heart was pounding like a drum inside my chest. 

And there he was. 

Kael. 

His eyes locked onto mine with such intensity, it was like he could see right through my soul. His voice was low, almost broken. “Lisa,” he said again. 

I couldn’t speak. My voice had disappeared. My throat felt dry and my limbs were stiff. I was frozen to the spot, every part of me screaming to move, to run but I couldn’t. 

Alexandra stepped in quickly. She was trying to shield me. “You’re mistaken,” she said calmly. “This is my 

sister, Juliet.” 

But Kael shook his head. “No. I know that this is Lisa. Lisa, please… say something.” 

What did he expect me to say? What did he even want from me? 

I swallowed hard, forcing myself to breathe. Then I whispered, “I’m not Lisa. My name is Juliet.” 

But he stepped closer, his eyes pleading. “No… stop lying. Lisa, I know it’s you.” 

Just then, I heard the sound of a car approaching. Alexandra grabbed my arm and whispered, “Let’s go. 

The car is here.” 

I turned, ready to leave… but Kael reached out and grabbed my hand. 

He wasn’t going to let me go.

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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