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Blackthorn 33

Blackthorn 33

Chapter 33 

_Lisa’s POV_ 

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

Kael wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth as he slowly pushed himself up, his eyes flashing with rage and confusion. But he didn’t fight back. He couldn’t….not with everyone watching, and certainly not with the guilt flickering in his eyes. 

“How dare you lay your hands on my son?” Alpha Alexis shouted as he stepped forward. His eyes were 

blazing with rage. 

Rylan didn’t flinch. His grip on my hand tightened protectively. 

“I dare,” Rylan said, his voice low and fierce, “because your son hurt someone very dear to me. Lisa is under my protection now. He broke her. He rejected his true mate for such silly reasons. That makes him a 

coward.” 

Alpha Alexis growled, his power flaring dangerously. “Watch your words, Rylan.” 

He was about to launch himself at Rylan, but Kael suddenly stepped in and placed a hand on his father’s 

chest. 

“Stop,” Kael said, his voice rough. “He’s right, Father. This is all my fault.” 

Everything went quiet for a moment. 

I stared at Kael. I was unable to hide the shock on my face. Even Rylan’s eyes narrowed. 

Roxanne was the next to speak. She pushed past our parents. There was fury on her face. “What? What are you saying, Kael? That man has no right to attack you! Who does he think he is?” 

To my surprise, Kael didn’t defend her. He looked irritated, like she was a buzzing fly he wanted to swat 

away. 

“Just stay out of this, Roxanne,” he snapped. 

Roxanne gasped like he had slapped her. Before she could speak again, Luna Grace reached out and pulled her back by the arm. 

“Enough,” she said in a sharp tone. 

Alpha Alexis let out a long sigh, trying to calm himself. “We don’t want a fight,” he said. “We just want Lisa to come back home. That would be best for everyone.” 

Rylan scoffed. “Best for whom? For you? So you can humiliate and use her again? No. Lisa does not want to go back with you. And she has every right to decide for herself. You cannot force her.” 

Alpha Alexis turned to me then, his voice softer. “Is that true, Lisa? You don’t want to return?” 

 

I swallowed the lump in my throat. My heart was pounding, but I took a deep breath and said, “Yes. I don’t want to return. I will stay with Alpha Rylan at the Frostbane Pack.” 

My mother stepped forward quickly. Her face twisted in concern. “Why are you saying this, Lisa? Please come home with us. How can you trust this stranger?” 

My hands were trembling, but I stood tall. “Rylan is not a stranger. He saved me from rogues. He saved my life. He gave me shelter and treated me with kindness. Better than any of you ever did.” 

Their faces hardened. 

“If you had cared about me even a little,” I continued, my voice cracking, “you wouldn’t have encouraged Kael to reject me for Roxanne. It’s clear who you truly care about. It’s always been Roxanne, not me. Maybe… maybe that’s because I’m not your real daughter.” 

I stared straight at my mother. 

“Right?” I asked. “Is that it? Because I’m not your biological daughter?” 

I waited for her to deny it. 

But she didn’t. 

Her eyes widened. Her mouth opened, but no sound came out. 

She just stared at me. 

And that silence… that silence told me everything I needed to know. 

Inside my mind, Sierra stirred. 

Sierra, did you hear that? I whispered inwardly. 

Yes, my wolf said gently. She didn’t deny it, Lisa. That means… it might be true. You were right. 

I can’t believe it, I thought. All these years… 

You don’t need them, Sierra said. You have me. You have Rylan. And maybe… maybe you’ll find out who 

your real family is someday. 

Rylan stepped forward then. His voice was cold and final. 

“Lisa is not returning with you,” he said firmly. “You all heard her. She wants to stay at the Frostbane Pack.” 

Alpha Alexis tried again. “But-” 

“No ifs and buts,” Rylan snapped. “She’s coming with me.” 

His tone made it clear the conversation was over. 

Then he added, “If you try to take her by force, you’ll be starting a war with the Frostbane Pack.” 

A heavy silence fell over the crowd. 

No one spoke. 

Even Alpha Alexis said nothing more. 

Rylan reached for my hand and held it gently. His grip was warm and strong. 

“Let’s go,” he said. 

I nodded. I was too numb to speak. 

We turned and walked away from them. I didn’t look back. 

As we neared the car, I heard Alexandra murmuring apologies to the crowd. “Sorry for the scene. We didn’t 

mean to disturb your day.” 

She climbed into the car after us. 

Rylan sat beside me in silence. 

His hand was still wrapped around mine, grounding me. But his face was hard. His jaw was clenched tight. 

I glanced at him. “Are you okay?” 

He didn’t answer right away. 

Then he said, “I’m just thinking.” 

“About what?” 

His eyes turned to me. “About how anyone could hurt someone like you and still sleep at night.” 

I swallowed. Tears welled up in my eyes. 

“Thank you,” I whispered. 

He gave my hand a gentle squeeze. “You don’t have to thank me. They had no right to touch you. And now they won’t ever get the chance again.” 

Sierra’s voice echoed in my mind. You’re safe now, Lisa. 

I know, I replied. For the first time… I really feel like I am. 

We drove away from the Crescent pack, away from the crowd, away from the people who never truly saw 

And as I leaned back against the seat, Rylan still holding my hand, I knew one thing for sure. 

This… this was the beginning of something new. 

Something powerful. 

Something mine. 

 

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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