Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 841

Chapter 841: [Bonus Chapter] A Sister Thing

Hannah let out a humorless laugh. The kind that came from someone who had already accepted the absurdity of their own life.

"On a scale of one to ten?" she repeated. "Probably a dead twelve."

Violet snorted before she could stop herself. But that seemed to encourage Hannah a little.

She shifted her weight and looked away, her face turning oddly blank.

"Angus was different with all of us," she said. "Not in a good way. More like he tailored the torture."

Violet’s stomach dropped, her expression slowly lost its amusement.

Hannah continued. "If he thought you were weak, he broke you for fun. If he thought you were useful, he worked you until you couldn’t stand. "And if he thought you were special..." she trailed off.

Violet frowned.

"What?"

Hannah looked at her then. There was something in her eyes Violet did not like.

"He watched you more."

A chill crept down Violet’s spine.

"Me."

Violet couldn’t help but think back to all the letters Nancy had once mentioned receiving over the years, only for them to later turn out to be from Angus.

Hannah gave a brittle smile.

"I think that’s why Ziva hates your ass," Hannah said. "She wanted to be the one father obsessed over, not you. She wants to be the special one, not just another tool like the rest of us, easily replaceable and disposable."

Violet had no idea whether to feel honored by that or not. She hated Ziva’s ass too, and if Angus obsessing over her made Ziva that irritable, then so be it. Except being liked by Angus was not a good thing.

Hannah said, "I know we are all practically experiments in Angus’ hunger for power, but I couldn’t help feeling like I was meant to be more than the others. Like Angus wanted to test just how powerful his seed was, so he slept with a weak human, expecting I’d come out some powerful wolf and prove his superiority."

Her lips twisted. "Instead, he got a mutt. A disgrace to his line." She laughed, as if her very existence was one giant insult to Angus’ face. A self-deprecating laugh.

"I was mostly invisible after that, which honestly was one of the better outcomes. At least until Ziva decided to make herself mistress over the rest of us. I had no choice but to train and become stronger. Otherwise, I would’ve been dead a long time ago."

The more Violet heard about Ziva, the more anger filled her. It wasn’t enough that Angus had made her siblings’ lives torturous, Ziva’s best contribution had been to add to their suffering. Not that Violet could entirely blame her. She had learned from the best after all—Angus.

"Father made us compete for almost everything. Especially for his attention. Approval. Survival. Sometimes for food."

She listed them off.

"Sometimes to avoid punishment. Sometimes just because he was bored. Or needed somewhere to pour his frustration. Our pain was his amusement. Ziva knew that and learned how to dish it out and serve it to him exactly the way he wanted."

Although Violet had known what she was asking for when she requested the story, the rage still threatened to consume her.

Asher had taught her how to recognize whenever her power was stirring.

And right now, it was.

She calmed herself almost immediately with the thought that, soon enough, Angus and Ziva would get what was coming to them: justice at her hands.

Hannah let out a breath through her nose.

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