Kaelen Pov
Hatred is not loud.
It does not shout or rage or bare its teeth. Hatred is patient. It sits in the chest and learns the shape of your ribs. It memorizes every slight, every stolen glance, every moment you were reminded of your place.
I learned that early as a child.
Aedric was always placed above me without ever earning it. Not because he was stronger. Not because he was wiser. But because the pack.. The elders and my father liked him better. He fit their idea of what an Alpha should look like… clean, controlled, easy to admire. I was everything they whispered about when they thought I couldn't hear.
The cursed one.The forbidden.The abomination.
I learned early that the world didn't reward honesty. It rewarded cruelty.
So I started wearing one.
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