The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 301

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Chapter 301: Shame on Them

Meredith.

Mabel jabbed her finger toward me.

"...while you could do no wrong. You didn’t even notice, did you? You just basked in their love, in their praise. And we, your siblings, were nothing but shadows behind you."

Her words cut into me, sharp and unrelenting. My chest squeezed, and for a moment I couldn’t breathe. I’d never... I’d never thought of things that way.

Back then, I was just a child. How could I have known?

Still, Mabel wasn’t done. Her eyes glistened, though anger burned hotter than anything else.

"And when the Lunar Curse marked you, when our parents finally stopped worshipping you, we rejoiced. Finally. Finally, you were no longer their precious darling. Finally, their eyes weren’t only on you."

The scissors slipped from my fingers, landing softly on the table. My hands trembled against my lap.

So that was it.

All these years, I thought their hatred was because of the curse. Because I was wolfless. Because I was a shame to the family. But no, this hate ran far deeper that I had imagined.

Mabel’s voice snapped me back before I could dwell deeply about things from the past.

"You were prideful, selfish, and arrogant. You never cared about us. You only cared about yourself, and were more interested in the praises you daily received."

Her words hit me harder than any other accusations could.

My lips parted, but no words came. How could I defend myself against memories I couldn’t even remember clearly?

I had been a child. Just a child. I didn’t know any of this. I didn’t see it.

And yet, from the way Mabel’s anger burned, I knew she believed every word she was saying.

I swallowed hard, my chest tight, my hands trembling in my lap. The sting of Mabel’s words burrowed deep, dragging up a pain I hadn’t known existed.

But just then, something sharper pushed through the hurt and the anger swirling inside of me.

My voice came out low at first. "I was a child." I lifted my gaze to hers, my throat thick but steady.

"Do you hear yourself? I didn’t know any of this. How could I? I was too young to even understand the way our parents treated us differently. You think I asked to be their favorite? You think I understood what was happening back then?"

Mabel’s jaw tightened, but I didn’t stop. I wouldn’t let her words drag me down into guilt I didn’t deserve.

I rose slowly from my seat, keeping my eyes locked on hers as I let my voice grow firmer, and stronger.

"Shame on you. Shame on Monique, and shame on Gary. You were all older, smarter, and definitely more experienced. And yet instead of protecting your little sister, you chose to hate her, and treat her like dirt."