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Blackthorn 32

Blackthorn 32

 

Chapter 32 

_Lisa’s POV_ 

I turned slowly to face Kael. My fingers were trembling, and my heart thundered in my chest. His hand was 

still wrapped tightly around mine, but I could barely feel it. Numbness had seeped through my limbs. 

“Please,” I whispered, my voice low but firm, “let me go.” 

He shook his head. I could see the desperation flashing in his eyes. “Lisa, come back home. You don’t 

know how everyone has been worried. Your parents…” his voice cracked, “they searched everywhere for 

you.” 

I clenched my jaw, pretending not to understand. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said coldly.” 

You’re mistaking me for someone else.” 

“Don’t do this,” he said and stepped closer. “I recognize your scent, Lisa. It’s you. Please… just listen to me. 

Come back home.” 

That was the last straw. 

I yanked my hand from his grasp, violently this time. Fury was burning through me like wildfire. “Go to hell,” I snapped. “You don’t get to tell me what to do with my life! You don’t own me, Kael! You rejected me. You made your choice. And now you think you can just show up and order me around like I am some object you threw away and decided to pick back up?” 

He flinched as if I had slapped him. 

“I will do as I please,” I spat. “You’re nothing to me now.” 

I turned sharply and marched toward the waiting car. Alexandra was already at the door, holding it open, urging me in. But before I could reach it, Kael grabbed my arm again, pulling me back forcefully. 

“Let me go!” I shouted while struggling against his grip. His arms were strong…too strong. I couldn’t break 

free. 

“Let her go!” Alexandra shouted, grabbing his arm and trying to pull him off me. 

The commotion had drawn attention. Footsteps pounded toward us and voices rang through the air. 

“Lisa!” someone called. 

I turned my head just as Jared appeared, his eyes flaring with fury. He stormed forward and ripped me out of Kael’s grasp. 

“Are you alright?” he asked while steadying me with both hands. 

I nodded shakily. “Yes… thank you.” 

Jared turned on Kael. “You need to behave yourself. This is not how you treat someone.” 

And then I heard it.

A voice like thunder wrapped in silk. “What’s going on here?” 

Rylan. 

He strode toward us with long, powerful strides. His eyes were sharp and full of concern. When he saw the expression on my face, smeared with fear, anger, and panic, his own hardened. 

He came straight to me and looked me in the eye. “Lisa. Are you okay?” 

I swallowed hard and nodded. “Yes,” I said. But inside, my thoughts were screaming: Oh my God. What 

now? What am I supposed to do? 

This was spiraling into something big. Too big. 

The worst was yet to come. 

“Alpha Rylan,” Jared said. “When I arrived, I saw this man” he gestured at Kael, “harassing Lisa. He wouldn’t let her go.” 

Rylan’s eyes narrowed. “Is that so?” 

I glanced at Alexandra. She gave me a slight shake of her head. A silent warning: Be careful. He’s going to 

find out soon. 

Rylan turned to Kael and without hesitation, grabbed him by the collar. “How dare you put your hands on a 

lady? What has she done to you?” 

Kael didn’t fight back. “I wasn’t harassing her,” he said. “I just… I just wanted her to come back home.” 

Rylan’s voice was ice. “What home? She lives at my pack with me. She is under my protection.” 

Before Kael could reply, another voice cut through the tension like a blade. “What are you doing to my son, 

Alpha Rylan?” 

Alpha Alexis had arrived. His cold eyes landed on Rylan’s grip around Kael’s collar, and his presence alone sent ripples through the growing crowd. 

And then… 

“Lisa!” 

My mother. 

She shoved through the circle of people, her eyes brimming with false emotion as she rushed toward me. 

She grabbed me by the shoulders. Her face was full of fake relief. 

“Oh, thank the Goddess! You’re safe! We were so worried. You just disappeared without saying anything.” 

My father was close behind her. “You have no idea how much trouble you caused. Running off like that…how irresponsible.” 

 

They were such liars and hypocrites. They hadn’t care when ent. mey others, they were putting on a show. 

I couldn’t speak. 

I didn’t want to speak. 

Rylan had released Kael and now turned to me. His voice was gentle but edged with suspicion. “Lisa… who are these people?” 

I couldn’t answer. 

My mouth opened, but nothing came out. 

Then, my father stepped forward, his chin raised. “We are her parents.” 

Rylan’s expression shifted. “Her parents?” His voice was flat. 

“Yes,” my father said. “She belongs to the Nightshade Pack.” 

Recognition dawned in Rylan’s eyes. 

And then fury. 

“Oh,” he said coldly. “So you’re the ones who stood by while her mate rejected her. She told me everything. 

VI 

A tense silence fell. 

And then I saw her. 

Roxanne. 

She stood behind our parents, glaring at me like I was filth. Hatred burned in her eyes, clear and sharp. To her, I wasn’t a sister. I was a threat. One she thought she had eliminated. 

Alpha Alexis stepped forward. “My son rejected her,” he said firmly, “for the good of our pack. She would never have made a strong Luna.” 

Rylan’s hands clenched at his sides. His voice dropped. “I don’t want to hear anyone speak a word against 

Lisa.” 

He stepped in front of me, shielding me from them all. 

“She is under my care now,” he said. “And no one…no one….will take her against her will.” 

Then Rylan turned to Alpha Alexis with a cold smile. “Oh, wait a minute,” he said slowly, his voice laced with mockery. “Your son was the one who rejected her, right? And you just confirmed that he is your son.” He pointed directly at Kael. 

Alpha Alexis stiffened. “Yes. Kael is my son.” 

The words had barely left his mouth when Rylan’s fist connected with Kael’s jaw in a brutal punch that 

echoed across the territory. 

Kael staggered backward. He was caught off guard completely and crashed to the ground with a grunt. 

A collective gasp spread through the crowd. 

“Rylan!” I gasped. I was shocked by the sudden violence. 

Even the guards tensed. They were unsure of what to do. 

Rylan didn’t even blink. He stood tall, his expression unreadable, his body coiled with anger. “That’s for breaking her, you arrogant bastard.” 

Blackthorn

Blackthorn

Score 9.9
Status: Ongoing Type:
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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