I wrecked my alpha daddy's wedding to his sister-in-law

Elena strides forward with a wolfish swagger, nose wrinkling in disdain as she snatches the emulet from my throat. "A rare warmstone even the treasure manor can't price." She dangles it by its leather thong, voice dripping scorn. "Chloe Bennett, your manor couldn't buy a shard of this in ten generations." My heart sinks . I lunge to reclaim it, but some wolves pin me down. "Give it back! My mother gave this on my natal moon!" I snarl, but Elena pockets the stone. "Knew you couldn't afford it, but stealing? How low can a stray go?" Her words echo through the manor, packmates baring their teeth in mockery. "Your mother birthed you to steal? In our pack, thievery means the silver collar." Dizziness hits me, Mother's face flashing in my mind. This is her last gift-I'll rip out throats before letting it go. "Elena Bennett, you can take my father-but this is mine." wolves form a protective ring around Elena. "Who do you think you are, challenging alpha's daughter?" "Filth like you taint our manor-come, let the elder judge!" Noble she-wolves fall on me, claws and teeth bared. Pain blooms across my pelt, but I fight only to reclaim the stone. Battered and bleeding, they drag me to the elder's manor. Father sits in the alpha's chair. The moment my attackers see him, they bow low, circling Elena like loyal pups. "Alpha Jonathan, this stray stole your daughter's amulet!" "Her kind has no honor-" I meet Father's gaze, panting: "The amulet is mine. Mother gave it on my fifteenth moon, inscribed with my name. You know this." The Beta's daughter sneers: "Your mother? What lowborn whelp would Alpha Jonathan acknowledge?" "Ridiculous-do you think an alpha defends thieves?" Father's eyes flicker between me and Elena. I drop to my knees: "It's my mother's last gift. She's gone-please make her return it." My voice breaks, but I hold his gaze. Dropping to my knees in a submissive bow, I catch Father off-guard. "A gutter whelp calling alpha 'father'? She dreams of moonlit thrones!" "The alpha allows her in our manor, and she repays us with theft? Banish this stray!" "Send her to tend rabbit manors." "Whelp! Is this how your mother taught you? Thieving, then demanding your alpha's father 's protection?" The manor falls silent, ears twitching. *"Is she truly alpha's pup?"* Father's next words freeze my blood: *"She's a foundling, taken in out of pack duty. My failures as alpha led to this disgrace."* His face twists into a stranger's snarl. "Ah, a foundling! alpha's honor is safe-such filth can't be his blood." "Of course-look at Elena, a true luna in the making. This stray dares challenge her?" Elena steps forward: *"You claim the emlulet's from your mother. Is she still howling, or did she slink back to the gutter?"* Rage rips through me. *"You motherless whelp! Your dam was a widow, making you a mangy bastard!"* A chair smashes against my spine as I crumple. Across the manor, Father coos to Elena, ignoring my blood pooling on the stone. "Just a foundling, thinking she can rise above her station." He turns away, letting the beating continue until the elder intervenes.