The Pack's Daughter (Aysel and Magnus) novel Chapter 238

**Midnight Letters by Daniel Crowe**
**Chapter 238**

**Third Person’s POV**

**Finished**

Jackson pivoted slightly, a subtle smile playing at the corners of his lips as he regarded Celestine. She stood there, utterly frozen, her complexion as ghostly as the sepia-toned portrait of her mother that hung in their home.

“Miss Celestine,” he spoke gently, his voice a soft caress against the tension in the air.

“Is that truly how things were?”

From the moment that photograph had entered the room, an ominous sense of foreboding had taken root in her chest, spreading like wildfire. Now, every muscle in her body quaked with a mix of fear and disbelief.

Ever since those haunting images had emerged outside the prison gates, a singular dread had overshadowed her thoughts:

When would Aysel unleash the truth?

Yet, she had never envisioned it would unfold in such a manner.

Never had she anticipated Aysel’s mercilessness—exposing everything at Luna Evelyn’s birthday banquet, and in such an utterly degrading way.

Jackson, however, had no intention of allowing her a dignified escape.

When Celestine remained silent, he deftly shifted the conversation, as if discussing the weather rather than the storm brewing around them.

“There’s a question our Lady Aysel has struggled to grasp,” he continued, his tone calm and collected.

“So she entrusted me to present it properly today.”

His gaze swept across the gathering, taking in the sea of faces before him.

“Tell me—does anyone here genuinely believe that because one person once saved your child, you should then take their child into your pack as if they were your own… while your own flesh and blood, your biological daughter, is left to wander like a lost cub without parents?”

His words hung in the air, and the hall erupted into a cacophony of murmurs.

In the past, the depths of favoritism within the Moonvale Pack had remained hidden, as had the profound suffering endured by Aysel. All that had been visible to outsiders was the adoption of their elder sister’s daughter, followed by praises for Alpha Remus and Luna Evelyn’s apparent righteousness and loyalty to blood debts.

Back then, Alpha Remus had even capitalized on this newfound reputation to forge significant territorial alliances, laying the groundwork for Moonvale’s ascendance.

Later, when Aysel had publicly severed ties with the pack and old grievances resurfaced, whispers of mockery had circulated—people sneering that the couple had become both muddled and heartless.

Yet now, upon reflection…

Something felt deeply amiss.

Alpha Remus’s actions could be rationalized by ambition.

But what about Luna Evelyn?

What motivation could a biological mother have for such cruelty?

“Why else?” a languid male voice interjected from the side, dripping with disdain.

“Either her mind is shattered—or guilt is festering within her like a disease.”

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