My Vengeance Wears Her Dead Mate's Skin

The banquet ended amidst sobs, curses, and murmurs of disdain. The Robinson Pack had lost face in front of their allies and kin. Taking a new mate was one thing, but the revelation of an affair—and a child born from it—was a scandal that tarnished their reputation. The Robinsons, who prided themselves on their noble lineage and integrity, now found themselves the subject of whispered ridicule.

Wren Hill stood behind Jasper Robinson, her eyes burning with venomous hatred. She had never imagined that Nina Black, her half-sister who was supposed to be long dead, would return to ruin her mark ceremony and expose her affair with Jasper. She had dreamed of rising through the ranks by mating into the Robinson Pack, but now, her honor was shattered, and her reputation in tatters.

I watched her fuming expression with satisfaction, perched on a chair, my sharp claws flexing subtly. Wren thought she had hidden her secrets well, but I could tell at a glance that she was two months pregnant—and with a male heir, no less. What was meant to be a joyous celebration had turned into a spectacle of shame. But that was none of my concern.

My attention was drawn to the plate of roasted venison on the table. The aroma was irresistible, and I was plotting how to sneak a bite when the room suddenly fell silent. A regal woman dressed in formal attire stepped forward, her fingers idly toying with a silver pendant engraved with the Robinson Pack crest. She murmured a soft blessing, her face serene and benevolent, yet I felt an undercurrent of coldness radiating from her.

I narrowed my eyes. The dark aura surrounding her was even thicker than that of Jasper and Wren. She was another one of Nina’s tormentors.

Frances Ramos, Jasper’s mother and the former Luna of the Robinson Pack, had made Nina’s life a living hell for three years. She enforced endless rules, subjected Nina to constant scrutiny, and forced her to drink so-called “tonics” that were meant to ensure a pregnancy. But those tonics were nothing but poison, draining Nina’s vitality until she could barely function. Frances despised Nina and had no intention of letting her bear an heir.

I clenched my claws tightly, resisting the urge to lash out. Henrik had warned me—using my power to harm others would condemn me to a beastly existence forever. I had to find another way to exact revenge.

Frances adjusted her posture, her fingers brushing against the silver pendant as she spoke with a sharp edge to her voice. “Nina Black, you left the Robinson Pack without a word, disgracing us all. How dare you show your face here today? Guards, remove her at once!”