Dad’s Regret After Killing Me for Ex’s Daughter
Alyssa J
+15 BONUS
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Because my father’s childhood sweetheart’s daughter was accidentally burned, my father was angry and locked me in the fire
house where werewolf criminals were punished.
He assigned the housekeeper to set the room to spray fire every 2 hours. The burns were excruciating, my werewolf healing barely
keeping me alive between sessions.
Ten days later, he finally remembered he had a daughter and decided to let me out.
But what he didn’t know was that I had already died in that fire house, never to wake again.
“How is that rebellious she–wolf doing? Does she know she’s wrong now?”
In the vast Beta’s villa, my father’s question rang out like thunder on a clear day. The pack members nearby tensed visibly, their
eyes lowered to avoid his gaze.
The pack housekeeper answered tremblingly, her hands clasped tightly together: “Sir, Miss Scarlett is still in the fire house.”
My father’s fingers, tapping impatiently on the mahogany armrest. His jaw clenched as he exhaled sharply.
“I’ve been too lenient with her all along. That’s why she’s become so lawless, daring to burn Amber using her gun. She needs to
learn her lesson.”
The housekeeper still felt some compassion and said, her voice barely above a whisper, “But the fire house is used to punish
werewolf criminals, and the fire inside is too intense. Even the strongest wolf will feel pain… will Miss Scarlett…”
