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The Pack's Daughter (Aysel and Magnus) novel Chapter 371

Chapter 371

Third Person’s POV

Zara rushed to grab a maid, her voice rising with panic.

“Where’s Riley?”

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The maid shook her head nervously. “We haven’t seen Miss Riley since this morning, Luna.”

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Zara staggered back, her strength leaving her in a wave of dread. She leaned against the wall, her breathing shallow. Just then, Kael Vale stepped out of his room and immediately noticed her disheveled state.

“Mom?” he asked, concerned. “Are you okay? What happened?”

Zara looked up at him, her eyes red. Her lips trembled. “She’s gone. Riley’s gone.”

“What do you mean gone?” Kael’s voice tightened. “We only sent her out to cool off-she should’ve been back last night!!”

Zara sank to the ground, tears pouring down her face. “It’s my fault. I… I injected her with the suppressant. She was losing control again. But I didn’t mean to hurt her. Gods-what if she-”

Kael suddenly remembered Mia’s call the night before. He pulled out his phone and tried calling. Blocked. He handed it to Zara with a frown.

“Try calling Mia.”

Her hands trembled as she dialed. Blocked as well.

Kael exhaled sharply. “Let’s check the surveillance.”

They hurried to the security room. As the footage played out, the horror on their faces deepened.

There was Riley, barely conscious, her body streaked with blood, stumbling into the rain. Behind her was old Mia, no umbrella, carrying the girl on her back through the storm like she weighed nothing.

Zara let out a broken sob, covering her mouth. “Riley… my child…”

Kael’s fists clenched as he stared at the screen. “She must’ve taken her to Moonhaven Hospital. Let’s go.”

Moonhaven Hospital

Kael drove like a madman through the thunderous rain. The windshield wipers squealed with effort but barely made a difference.

Zara sat in the passenger seat, hands wrung tight in her lap. Her lips moved in a breathless prayer. “Let her be okay… please, let her be okay…”

Riley stirred in the hospital bed, her eyelids fluttering open. Her head throbbed, but it was nothing compared to the agony deep in her chest. She stared at the ceiling, memories flashing in cruel clarity.

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Chapter 371

Zara’s cold expression.

The sharp prick of the suppressant syringe driving into her neck.

Scarlett’s face, pale and untouched, as Riley’s own claws came out, moments from raking across her.

And then-the silence. The accusations.

“She almost shredded her own sister!” someone had shouted.

“She’s a white wolf-she should’ve told us from the beginning.”

“You know the rules,” Kael had snapped. “No claws against kin. Not in Ebonclaw.”

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“And Scarlett? She didn’t even shift. She stood there, didn’t retaliate. That’s what true restraint looks like,”

Zara had added.

They had praised Scarlett like she was the shining star of the Pack. Noble. Selfless.

But none of them seemed to care-or notice-that Scarlett hadn’t shifted because she couldn’t.

Her scent was wrong. Just slightly off. Riley could sense it now that her senses were sharper-now that the suppressant was fading from her bloodstream.

Scarlett had a wolf’s scent, yes.

But no wolf inside.

Riley had sensed that emptiness only once before-on the day she was handed to Zara by the cloaked woman with black eyes and a voice that dripped with spells.

A witch.

Scarlett’s “wolf” was fabricated. An illusion. A calculated lie.

And if Riley’s instincts were right… that witch hadn’t just been giving Zara a child.

She’d been planting a weapon.

Just as Riley wiped away the tears stinging her vision, the hospital door creaked open.

She expected Mia.

But in walked Zara, followed by Kael. Both pale. Both visibly shaken,

Zara gasped when she saw her awake. “Riley-you scared me half to death!”

“Why would you sneak off like that? It was storming. You could’ve died out there.”

She stepped forward to hug her, but Riley sat up and pushed her back without hesitation.

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Zara froze.

Kael flinched.

Riley’s eyes were flat. Cold. There was no hatred, no rage. Just… nothing.

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