The first daughter

1432 Words

ALPHA VICTOR  I clenched my fists so tight that my nails dug into my palm. My jaw ached from how hard I was grinding my teeth. The music was playing, the guests were chatting, and the celebration was in full swing, but I was furious. Margaret stood at the center of the grand hall, surrounded by well-wishers. She was smiling, accepting their praises, acting as if everything was perfect. But it wasn’t. Darlene was missing. This was supposed to be a night for both of my daughters. They were both meant to shift for the first time, yet only Margaret was standing here, soaking in the attention while Darlene was nowhere to be found. The pack elders started whispering among themselves, their eyes flicking toward me. The guests were beginning to ask questions. An elder named Thomas stepped

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