The S-Rank Wolf They Failed to See Chapter 03

The S-Rank Wolf They Failed to See Chapter 03

I let out a bitter laugh and then I burst into tears.

“Then why didn’t you just tell me from the start? Why did you say you’d gotten me gifts in the group chat?”

“Do you have any idea I rushed home when I saw that message? I fell and hurt my leg on the way?”

“It’s your own carelessness. Don’t go blaming us.”

Ayla, the golden child, munched on cherries and mumbled her response.

“Oh, so I’m not allowed to be upset? I’ve been treated like this for eighteen years, kept in the dark the whole time, and I can’t even complain about it?”

“Nina!”

“How can you speak to your sister like that?”

“We were actually going to take you to get a new family portrait.”

“But given how you’re acting now, forget it. Stay home and reflect on yourself.”

The next day, they went to take the family portrait.

They posted the photo in the group chat.

There were two Aylas in it.

Ayla texted me, telling me not to be sad. After all, she said, we looked exactly the same.

She was right. We did look identical. And I’d been the more diligent one since we were kids. I’d always scored higher in every warrior trial.

So why did my parents love her more?

I didn’t have to wait long for the answer.

The hidden camera I’d just installed gave it to me.

“Mom, what if Nina won’t let me use her identity to enroll and she tells someone?”

My mom laughed coldly. “Then we’ll just insist you’re Nina. Who’s going to believe a low-ranked omega over us?”

“But Mom, Nina is such an ugly name. Why did you name my sister that?”

My mom tapped her forehead. “The prophet said the moon turned red the night Nina was born. It was a bad omen. We had to give her a plain name to suppress it.”

“What about me?”

“You? You’re the luckiest little princess of the Moonvale Pack.”

Watching my mom hug my sister so affectionately…

My throat closed up.

For days I’d been racking my brain, trying to figure out what I’d done wrong. Why my parents were so cold to me.

Maybe they just didn’t like my personality.

Or maybe it was because I’d lived with Grandma for a few years, so we never bonded the way they did with Ayla.

But the truth was far more absurd than I’d ever imagined.

All because of one prophecy.

She decided I was cursed. And Ayla was the Moon Goddess’s blessed child.

Whatever.

I’d already gotten my Pack Identity Crest reissued.

And my professor had already arranged my entry permit to the Northern Territory.

Just then, my mom pushed open my door and gave me a warning. “Some reporters are coming for an interview. Stay in your room.”

She saw me nod obediently, my training notes laid out on the desk.

She thought I’d given in to my fate.

She breathed a sigh of relief, walked out, and came back with a few cherries my sister had left half-eaten.

“You always wanted to be the younger sister, didn’t you? Always said we loved younger one more.”

“Well, from now on, you’re Ayla.”

My mom smiled and handed me Ayla’s Pack Identity Crest.

“Your dad and I won’t forget your sacrifice for this pack.”

She turned and walked out, gently closing the door behind her.

Then she locked it from the outside.

I was totally calm. I threw the cherries in the trash and started packing my bags.

I opened my closet and looked at the few clothes I owned. My name, Nina, was crookedly stitched on the collars.

The tears came again.

Back then, I was so naive. I foolishly believed Mom, Dad and Zane had simply mixed my sister and me up.