The Pack's Daughter (Aysel and Magnus) novel Chapter 239

**Midnight Letters by Daniel Crowe**

**Chapter 239**

**Third Person’s POV**

**Finished**

“At that time, Miss Celestine was still known as Celestine Voss. She was merely eight years old when her world shattered with her parents’ divorce.”

“This man,” Jackson continued, his voice laced with disdain, “was a drunkard, a compulsive gambler, a frequent patron of brothels, and a domestic abuser.”

“Rotten to the core,” he concluded, his tone dripping with contempt.

Celestine’s fingers curled into tight fists, the knuckles turning white as the weight of Jackson’s words pressed down on her. Each syllable he uttered felt like a blade, carving into her very being in front of an audience that was all too eager to witness her humiliation. A father like that was the deepest shame of her life, a scar that had marred her existence since childhood.

In the past, the Moonvale family had wrapped her in a cocoon of silence, protecting her from the harsh truths that lay outside. They never spoke of Yuna Ward’s husband to outsiders, allowing the world to believe that he had long since passed away. Yet now, as she stood there, the whispers slithered around her like venomous snakes.

“Like father, like daughter—both criminals,” one voice sneered.

“She looks filthy just standing there,” another added, the disdain palpable.

Rage and madness surged violently within her chest, a tempest threatening to spill over. Once exposed like this, who would ever again regard her as the carefully nurtured noble daughter of a great pack? If not for Luna Evelyn, she could have been Alpha Remus’s true daughter, basking in a life of luxury and the honor of her bloodline!

It was Luna Evelyn who had stolen her mother’s fate and, in doing so, had condemned Celestine to a life of scorn and derision. Her gaze twisted with hatred, but the Moonvale family, consumed by their own panic and shame, remained blissfully unaware of the storm brewing within her.

Jackson continued, his voice steady and assured. “Now everyone must be wondering—what does Yuna Ward’s husband have to do with Luna Evelyn?”

He spoke as if narrating a story, turning the pages with practiced ease.

“Because Yuna married him in a moment of spite against her younger sister, thus opening the door to her lifelong tragedy.”

“Why spite?” he pressed on, eyes gleaming with the thrill of revelation. “Because Alpha Remus—Luna Evelyn’s current mate—was originally meant to meet Yuna Ward for a formal mating negotiation. The two families had already begun discussions, and Yuna had secretly harbored feelings for him for many years.”

“But Luna Evelyn,” he added lightly, a hint of mockery in his tone, “the woman the world knows as gentle, kind, and compassionate—even to beggar wolves—was fully aware of her sister’s feelings and, in a calculated move, deliberately cut in and seized him for herself.”

The tension in the air thickened as he continued, “Yuna could not endure the blow. In her panic, she married someone else.”

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