The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 216

She wishes she can say she felt remorse.

But when the desperate probing from Selene’s wolf quieted to nothingness, and Landon’s teeth lodged deep in her throat, she didn’t feel the horror any sister should have felt. The sadness of losing her one and only sister whose been there since they were young. Whose loved her like no other. Whose cared for her better than her parents had.

She didn’t feel sorrow.

No, she felt relief.

Because now, no one could threaten her place in the pack.

Now, she had no rival.

The day she met Raizel Locksworth was the day Hestia realized she made a mistake.

She knew she was meant to rule, but she realized she latched herself to the wrong Alpha.

She settled when she could’ve had the best.

And Raizel Locksworth was the best.

How hard could it have been? To seduce the lonely, mateless Alpha who ruled over all? She’d done it with Landon, she could do it again. An Alpha was still a man. He would be no different from Landon. She simply had to pique his interest. Surely that wouldn’t be a problem.

If she can catch his attention, losing both the baby and Landon would be of no difficulty. After all, Landon couldn’t win against the Bloodlust Alpha. If Landon challenged him, Raizel could k ill him and

give her the best cover up of a “miscarriage”. All she’d have to do was consume a little bit of wolf’s bane after Landon’s death and the baby would di e. Raizel would take responsibility of costing a mother-to-be a pup and would take her in.

It was the perfect way in.

The poor, helpless widow with no one to depend on.

Almost like a buffet to a dominant Alpha who has it in his blood to take care and pamper his female.

She just had to play the part.

Only, she didn’t expect to be rejected.

But that didn’t faze her. Not even in the slightest. All that meant was that he was a man worth the effort. A man far better than Landon could hope to be. She’ll break down his walls one way or another. If she could do it once, she could do it again.

It was only then that Hestia felt any form of remorse in the loss of her sister.

If she was here, getting rid of Landon would be so much quicker.

Hestia knew fate worked in mysterious ways. It was unpredictable just as much as it was persistent in trying to derail her plans. Because of course, her dead sister wasn’t so dead after all.

And what’s better?

She’s an Alpha now.

It’d be a lie to say she wasn’t worried. Selene may have gotten an Alpha title, but that didn’t mean she was any different than she was four years ago. She told herself this, but she knew better than anyone that it was a lie. Though when Selene showed no interest in killing her, her worries began to lessen.

And in its place sprouted hope.

Now that she was here, she could take Landon back. The pack members wouldn’t be opposed to it seeing as she was an Alpha now and had land to her name. All she had to do was put things in motion. She simply had to push her in Landon’s direction and everything will fall into place.

Why remain the Luna of Nightwake when she could become Queen?

She deserved the best of the best.

Her sister didn’t seem to want to get with the program. Her vicious glares and stone cold tone whenever she even looked or talked to any of them spoke volumes of her feelings. Still, that meant she felt something. Whether it be anger or hatred, feeling something was better than nothing.

Hestia could work with that.

Though it seemed Selene was insistent in taking everything from her once again.

Raizel Locksworth, who hardly showed any interest in her was smitten with Selene.

Why?

Why was this happening?

What did Selene have that she didn’t? Why did everyone want her sister and not her?

Why was she ruining everything?

Wasn’t she the special one? The one destined to be great?

Hestia had put everything into getting to where she was now and Selene of all people, was the one to destroy it all?

To have her wallflower sister pull the rug right under her feet?

It was supposed to be hers. Hestia was always supposed to be better but now, watching her sister play with her father like he was a chew toy- she couldn’t deny it. The difference in Selene and Hestia was strikingly clear.

Elongated teeth broke the skin at Benicio’s shoulder- taunting him to shift and fight her when both knew just who would come out alive in the end.

It would’ve been smart to stay down.

But then he shifted, giving into the taunt of his eldest daughter.

Hestia begs her father in her mind link for him to submit and comply with her sister.

She watched as the two wolves danced around each other, jaws snapping in both warning and

intimidation. She could feel herself shaking her head, not wanting to see what happens next but too invested to turn away.