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Blackthorn 80

Chapter 80 

Lisa’s POV 

Alexandra zipped up the last of the suitcase and let out a breath. “We need another bag,” she said while glancing at the half-open closet. “There is still a lot left. You have more clothes than I thought.” 

I let out a weak laugh, though it didn’t reach my eyes. “I didn’t even bring most of these. You and Rylan 

bought them for me.” 

Her expression softened. “Then it’s only fair I help you pack them to take with you. Wait here. I’ll get 

another bag from the storage room.” 

As she walked out, I sat down on the edge of the bed….the bed where Rylan had broken my heart. The memory rushed back like a wave, but I forced myself to breathe through it. I had cried enough. 

Sierra stirred gently. You’re doing the right thing, Lisa. We can’t heal if we stay in the place where we were 

shattered. 

I know, I whispered back. I just wish it didn’t hurt so much. 

Alexandra returned with a big duffel bag in her arms. “This should be enough,” she said and set it down. “Help me fill it.” 

Together, we folded and packed the rest of my belongings. The room slowly emptied. Every drawer, every shelf, every corner we cleared felt like peeling away another layer of my time here; a time I had once 

thought was full of hope. 

When we finally zipped the second bag shut, Alexandra pulled out her phone. 

“I need to call my friend now and let her know we’re coming.” 

I hesitated. “Are you sure? I mean… won’t that disturb her? It’s late.” 

Alexandra gave me a warm smile. “Lisa, you’re going through something huge right now. My friend will 

understand. She is one of the kindest people I know.” 

She stepped into the hallway, and I heard her quiet voice explaining the situation. When she came back, her face was brighter. “She said yes. We can go. The Alpha of Shadowrune will help. You’ll be safe there.” 

I closed my eyes for a second. Relief flooded through me. “Thank you.” 

She grabbed one of the bags and slung it over her shoulder. “Let’s get moving before anyone notices.” 

We tiptoed downstairs. We were moving like shadows. Alexandra put on her long gray coat and grabbed her car keys. I followed her out the back door. The night was cool, and the breeze carried the scent of pine 

and earth. 

She opened the car’s back door and placed the suitcases in the back seat. I climbed into the passenger side while she slipped into the driver’s seat. 

 

“Luckily,” she said as she turned the ignition, “I filled my tank earlier. Shadowrune is far, but we’ll make it 

without stopping” 

I looked at her. The dashboard lights reflected on her face. She looked tired but determined. 

“You should be asleep,” I murmured. “You didn’t have to do this.” 

“Yes, I did,” she replied firmly. “You’re my friend. And I won’t let you go through this alone.” 

The car pulled away from the mansion. My heart ached as I watched it disappear behind us. 

“This secret stays between us,” she said quietly. “Rylan won’t know. Not unless you want him to.” 

“I never want to see him again,” I whispered. 

She was silent for a moment. Then she sighed. “I still can’t believe it. My own brother. I really thought that he loved you, Lisa. I thought he was serious about you. Honestly… I pictured you as my sister-in-law.” 

I pressed my forehead against the window. “He fooled both of us.” 

Alexandra reached over and squeezed my hand. “He doesn’t deserve you.” 

I didn’t respond. My chest was too tight. 

Sensing my mood, she cleared her throat. “Alright. No more sadness. Let’s talk about something else. Something silly. Like… do you remember that awful dress I tried to get you to wear that one time? The one 

with all the sequins?” 

Despite myself, I smiled faintly. “The one that looked like a disco ball?” 

“Yes! Goddess, what was I thinking? You would’ve blinded half the pack.” 

“You nearly blinded me just by holding it up.” 

We both chuckled. The tension in my shoulders eased just a little. 

“You have a good laugh,” she said, glancing at me. “I hope I get to hear it more. You deserve to be happy, Lisa. With someone who would never hurt you.” 

“If such a man exists,” I murmured. 

“He does. Somewhere out there. And he’ll fall head over heels for you, I promise.” 

I raised an eyebrow. “And how do you know that, oh wise one?” 

“Because you’re kind, strong and gorgeous. And you have this fire inside you, Lisa. Any man would be lucky to have you.” 

I blinked away tears. “You’re going to make me cry again.” 

“Then I’ll just have to keep distracting you. Did I ever tell you about the time Jared tried to impress a girl by shifting mid-air during training and landed in a fountain butt-first?” 

That made me burst out laughing. “No, you did not!” 

 

“It was legendary. We still tease him about it. His tail was soaked for hours.” 

“Serves him right.” 

She grinned. “Exactly. That boy has done a lot of stupid things, but this tops it all.” 

We kept talking. About small things….dumb things. It helped. 

Outside the window, the forest began to change. The dense trees slowly gave way to open plains. The road twisted, winding up into the hills. The sky was lightening. 

“Are we close?” I asked. 

“Yes,” she said. “Shadowrune isn’t far now. Just a few more turns.” 

The air felt different. It was crisper and filled with promise. 

The horizon began to glow. The sun was rising. It was painting the sky in soft pink and golden hues. 

I watched it. I liked the calm atmosphere. 

We made it through the night, Sierra whispered. You were strong. 

I don’t feel strong, I replied. 

But you are. You didn’t let heartbreak destroy you. That’s strength. 

We came around a bend, and then I saw it. 

The Shadowrune Pack. 

The land stretched wide, with rolling hills and tall trees lining the edge. In the center was a large mansion-like structure built from pale stone and wood. Smaller houses and buildings surrounded it. Smoke curled from chimneys. The whole pack sat nestled in a valley. It was protected by natural hills. 

It was beautiful. 

It felt warm and safe. 

I swallowed hard. Maybe this was the fresh start I needed. 

Alexandra slowed the car as we neared the gates. “Welcome to the Shadowrune pack,” she said softly. 

“Let’s get you a new beginning.” 

And as we drove closer, I let myself believe that maybe, just maybe, this would be the place where I could finally heal. 

 

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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