Alpha’s Hybrid Cinderella – Chapter 20

What?

What did they just say?

Executed?

on of my wide eyes in the ceramic stared back.

adn’t misheard.

I would have with loving family members.

ead. Killed.

gs, aunts and uncles to Elly and Maria, pack members who had lived together for decades… killed. Executed.

imson across Osborn’s memory, what was

sborn’s memory?

was at least dwelling on the mention of the executions, Evan had already as good as forgotten about it.

r the table, then spoke.

an?”

“Hm?”

want to go see Elly and the others later. They’re

?

cally children too, the way they were raised. They were little older than me, after all, and pampered so much they couldn’t even take care of themselves without my help for so many years.

use to distract me. My chest tightened.

plied. “I have other plans for you later.”

you’re done with your meal. I’ll be back soon.”

explain a simple arithmetic problem, and he must have settled on something immediately. “Claudia. Your father committed egregious wrongs against his own pack. There needed to be consequences for that.”

s?”

gaze on me, and even

He nodded.

Maria?”

id to you.”

Everything they had done to me. I’d told him about the punishment, the imprisonment, the abuse. But this wasn’t what I had wanted. As he held the stare, gaze absent of any trace

d and drove me home from classes wasn’t the Alpha Evan every

ruel. Violent. Wiped out entire

d been afraid to tell me even a little, I might have been able to make myself believe that cruelty wasn’t his true face.

g I could to keep my voice level. “I’m his daughter, like Elly and Maria.”

rought

ou hadn’t taken me with you, then? Would you have killed me, too?”

hypotheticals. Let’s eat, Claudia.”

you have done with me if I’d been anyone else? Would you have killed me?”

all, Claudia. There’s nothing more to it.”

he contemplated what I’d just asked him.

would have had me executed too if not for circumstances being what they were. And I’d been a mere slave, mistreated all my life.

e of bloodshed and violence. He cared about me, I knew he did — and yet he didn’t want me to be a part of that life of c*****e. He could only have one or the other, so which was it?

remember only the side of him I treasured, the gruff

t to think about the Alpha Evan who would have killed a defenseless slave just for being cursed to be born as the illegitimate daughter

ee him the same way again?

e past this portrait of the cold, ruthless Alpha who killed and killed and kill

gotten to my stomach. Excuse me.”

o one of the guest rooms before I could keel over in front of everyone. The bed was just within reach, and I managed to barely fall against the side of it when my legs gave out from un

grees of separation. That meant nearly everyone in the pack house mu

y could become better than they were.

ecome good people.

would ever kn

or the frilled higher-ranking werewolves and their offspring who knew nothing but wealth and luxury. If they had experienced even a month of hardship, they might have learned and changed.

e had thought of was death. Killing. Execution without a tr

knock on the door interrupted my horrified thoughts, and I shot up from

rom him, not blood thirst.

disappeared and I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, but even so…

ere.”

took a step forward.

ase.”

ime, then moved toward him.