The Exiled Beta Is the King’s Daughter Chapter 10

The Exiled Beta Is the King’s Daughter Chapter 10

Fleeing desperately for their miserable lives, Caleb and Sienna instantly became the lowest scum in the werewolf world.

With their lies exposed, they were hunted and spat on by every pack. The Alpha King’s blacklist, combined with the public’s pure hatred for being conned, meant no one dared to take them in.

They lost their warm pack house and noble status; even basic survival became a luxury. The once-mighty Alpha was now a rogue, hiding in the shadows. Rumor had it that someone saw Caleb in a slum, fighting other rogues for a piece of rotten meat, his head bleeding.

A month later, on a bitter, freezing night, Caleb, pushed completely to the brink of starvation, knelt in the dirt outside my villa gates.

“Aurora! I know you are in there!” He clung desperately to the cold iron gates, looking exactly like a walking skeleton, his voice completely hoarse. “I was wrong! I know I was wrong! Please, call off the Council’s harsh verdict! Have you forgotten the nights we looked up at the stars and planned our beautiful future? For the deep love we had, please, have mercy! Give me a way out!”

I sat by the warm fireplace in my study, reviewing documents for my expanding business empire, not even looking up.

“It is getting way too noisy out there.”

“Yes, my lady.” My loyal guard strode out, grabbed Caleb aggressively by the collar like a bag of foul-smelling trash, and threw him hard into the muddy ditch.

Those pathetic old memories were worth less to me than the ashes in my fireplace.

Meanwhile, Sienna, used to a life of luxury, couldn’t handle starving and being hunted every day. The despair broke her mind. One morning, she surrendered to the Council, willing to accept any punishment just for a safe cell and clean food.

But she was too naive. Defamation and attempting to enslave an Alpha’s heir were unforgivable crimes in our law.

The highest arbitration formally sentenced Sienna to be permanently stripped of her inner wolf. She would forever remain a remarkably weak, ordinary human, completely banished from the hidden werewolf world.

As for Caleb, he vanished completely, as if he were simply erased from the world. But I honestly no longer cared if he lived or died.

I poured all my focus and energy into my growing empire. With an iron fist and a razor-sharp business mind, I aggressively expanded my powerful family’s territory.

Time flew by in this modern concrete jungle.

Ten years later.

I was now the highly renowned Alpha Queen. My very name represented absolute, undeniable authority.

After a luxurious gala, I sat comfortably in the back of my sleek Rolls-Royce, heading toward home. I casually glanced out the tinted window at a dark, damp alleyway. Right by a pile of overflowing dumpsters, a filthy, foul-smelling rogue was hunched over, frantically eating garbage out of the trash.

Feeling my heavy gaze, he suddenly looked up. His muddy, tired eyes met mine right through the thick glass window of the luxury car.

Time seemed to freeze. It was Caleb.

The exact moment he recognized me, he dropped the rotten food like it physically burned him. He scrambled deeper into the alley shadows, as if hiding in the dark could somehow cover up his incredibly pathetic, laughable life.

The luxury car drove on smoothly, leaving that filthy corner behind forever.

I picked up my flute of chilled champagne and took a slow sip. Gazing out at the dazzling city lights, a deeply relieved smile touched my lips.

In this ruthless, dog-eat-dog werewolf world, fake love and weak dependency pop like fragile bubbles. Only unbreakable strength, absolute power, and razor-sharp claws make up a true, lasting crown.

The game was completely over. And I had won.