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Blackthorn 61

Blackthorn 61

Chapter 61 

Lisa’s POV 

The next morning, sunlight spilled through the windows, casting warm golden rays across the marble floors of the Frostbane mansion. I stretched slowly and rubbed the sleep from my eyes before pulling on a 

soft sweater and heading downstairs. 

As I walked into the dining hall, I heard voices and the gentle clink of cutlery. Alexandra and Rylan were already at the table. They were chatting over steaming cups of coffee and a spread of breakfast dishes. 

Rylan looked up first and smiled. “Morning, sleepyhead. Come join us.” 

Alexandra turned to wave at me. Her smile was cheerful but… a little forced? 

I pulled out a chair and sat beside Rylan. “Morning.” 

I reached for a warm croissant and took a bite. The buttery pastry melted in my mouth, but my stomach still felt heavy. 

“You look like your dreams chased you,” Alexandra said teasingly. “Did you dream about Kael again?” 

I rolled my eyes. “No, I dreamed about being stuck in a castle with no doors and only a thousand 

staircases.” 

Rylan chuckled. “That sounds worse than Kael.” 

“Barely,” I muttered under my breath, which made Alexandra laugh. 

Rylan leaned back in his chair. “So,” he said with a smirk, “how was your date, Alex? Don’t keep us in 

suspense.” 

Alexandra sipped her coffee a little too slowly. “It was… fine.” 

“Just fine?” I asked while raising an eyebrow. 

“Yeah,” she said quickly. “He was nice and polite. A true gentleman. We had dinner. Talked a bit. That’s it.” 

I noticed how she didn’t meet my eyes. 

Rylan tilted his head. “You’re being vague. And you, Alexandra Blackthorn, are never vague. What happened?” 

She let out a breath. “Nothing bad. I’m just tired. It was a long night.” 

“Was he not your type?” I asked gently. 

Alexandra fidgeted with the handle of her coffee cup. “He’s… I don’t know. He’s a good man, I think. But 

let’s not talk about that now.” 

I glanced at Rylan, who was frowning. 

Clou 

 

“If he did anything out of line,” he said, his voice hardening, “just say the word. I’ll….” 

“No, Rylan,” she interrupted while holding up her hand. “He didn’t. He was sweet. Very respectful.” 

Rylan didn’t look convinced. “You didn’t let the guards inside the restaurant either. I sent them for your safety. Don’t think I don’t know what you told them.” 

Alexandra narrowed her eyes at him. “Oh, I know exactly what you did. You sent guards not to protect me 

but to spy on me.” 

Rylan raised his hands in mock innocence. “Guilty. I’m a worried big brother. Sue me.” 

“You’re impossible,” she groaned, though her lips twitched in amusement. 

I smiled at their banter. I could feel the warmth of family between them. It reminded me of what I never 

really had. It felt good to laugh, even if something still tugged at my chest. Kael’s voice kept echoing in my head, even now. The way he looked at me. The way he said he had made a mistake. 

Sierra stirred. You’re not done with him, not yet. 

I shook my head subtly. Not now. 

“Anyway,” Alexandra said and brushed her hair back. “Enough about me. Let’s talk about something else. Anything else.” 

I gave her a small smile. “You’ll have to introduce us to this mystery man soon. I’m curious.” 

“Yes, you need to at least introduce him to us,” Rylan added. “I have to approve. It’s tradition.” 

Alexandra rolled her eyes. “You’re not the Alpha of my love life.” 

“Maybe not,” he said, “but I’ve got connections. I can scare him off if I need to.” 

I giggled. “Now that would be fun to watch.” 

We all laughed together. For a moment, everything felt normal. The atmosphere was light and easy. 

But then… 

Fred walked in, looking tense. He came to a stop just inside the room and gave a small bow. 

“Alpha,” he said to Rylan. “Lisa. Miss Alexandra.” 

Rylan looked up. “What is it, Fred?” 

“We have a visitor.” 

Rylan raised an eyebrow. “A visitor? Who is it?” 

Fred glanced at me, then back to Rylan. “The son of the Alpha of the Nightshade Pack. He is waiting outside. He says that he wants to speak with Lisa.” 

My fork clattered onto my plate. 

 

Alexandra’s smile vanished. Rylan straightened in his seat, his expression turning to stone. 

“Kael?” I whispered. 

Fred nodded. “Yes.” 

I sat frozen. My heart was thudding hard in my chest. 

“What is he doing here?” Rylan asked, his voice suddenly hard. 

Fred shook his head. “He wouldn’t say. Just asked for Lisa.” 

I stared at Fred. 

Why would Kael come here? 

What does he want now? 

I stood slowly. My hands were trembling. 

Sierra stirred inside me. Stay calm. Whatever this is, we face it together. 

“Lisa,” Rylan said gently while rising to his feet. “You don’t have to talk to him. Not if you don’t want to.” 

I swallowed hard. “Tell him… tell him I’ll see him. Outside.” 

Fred nodded and disappeared from the room. 

Rylan’s jaw tightened. “Are you sure you want to do this?” 

“I don’t know,” I admitted. “But I have to. I need to hear what he has to say.” 

He stood up with me. “I’ll be close. Say the word and I’ll come.” 

I nodded, my pulse racing. Whatever Kael had come to say, it was not something I was ready for. 

And yet… I would listen. 

Because even now, after everything, a part of me still needed answers. 

 

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“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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