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My family never saw me as their daughter. When my Alpha father forgot my ticket on our graduation trip, they left me behind without hesitation. My sister Freya cried, her boyfriend blamed me, and my parents told me to wait for "the next trip." They had no idea I was carrying a secret. Hidden in my bag was my acceptance letter from Royal Lycan Academy—the most prestigious lycan military institute, thousands of miles away from the pack that ignored me. For years, I tutored Freya, sacrificed my opportunities, and watched my family celebrate her achievements while overlooking mine. They thought I was ordinary. They never bothered to learn what I was capable of. So I stopped begging for their attention. I boarded a different flight, left my old life behind, and stepped into a world where my strength finally mattered. I was never the weak daughter. I was the warrior waiting for my moment. Chapter 1 The whole family was taking Freya's graduation trip to Elaris. We hit the airport check-in counter. My Alpha dad laid out our passports and tickets. Mine was nowhere in the stack. His brows tightened. He dug through every pocket for ages before smacking his forehead. "Oh no. I had our Beta book flights and totally forgot to add your name." Freya latched onto her boyfriend Caius's sleeve instantly. Tears flooded her eyes in seconds. "I'm so sorry, Maeve. I rushed Dad to lock everything in fast. Maybe I shouldn't go either." Caius stepped forward to shield her. His stare flared into me, thick with unhidden disgust. "This isn't Freya's fault. If you can't tag along, so what? She's fine hanging around the house all the time anyway." Mom walked over, snatched my custom travel bag right out of my grip, and handed it to Freya. "Don't be upset with your dad, Maeve. Head home for now, yeah? We'll bring you next trip, promise." She didn't even ask how I'd haul my heavy luggage back alone. I watched them rush toward security. For the first time ever, I didn't cry a single tear. "Fine. I'

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