My Family Pushed Wolf Culture; I Became Alpha, They Regretted It

The day the Hensons, one of the richest families in the country, brought me home as their reclaimed daughter, my mother laid it out plainly.

"Only someone good enough deserves a place in the Henson family register. This family runs on wolf-pack culture. Blood has nothing to do with it."

So at the company she always kept her distance, calling me a poor relative who'd come to the Hensons looking for a foothold.

To win back the name that was mine.

I worked myself half to death. More than once, business dinners left me with alcohol poisoning that nearly killed me.