la

able with a solid, final thud. Beside it sat a locked wo

de the Pack borders was nothing but a death sentence to her. "My Lady," she whispered, her voice cra

back to the ruins of the Silvermoon Pack-the torn bodies of my brothers, the lifeless eyes of my father. Deep within my soul

is better than a Pack that reeks of betrayal and rot, Effa. But do not

wiping her red

s discard me in the shadows. We are going to the Royal Capital. I will demand an audience with Alpha King Adrian Reynolds, and I will Accept the Re

outh, but the sheer terror in her eyes

tter autumn wind rattled the glass panes. A sharp knock interrupted the silence. Gilda Brock, Bertha

quarters," Gilda announced, her chin tilted

past her, my posture perfectly straight, t

ng scent of decaying leaves-Bertha's natural scent-mixed with t

invisible. Beside him was his wife, Amanda, a timid Omega who kept her eyes glued to the floor. Sitting on the velvet sofa was Kaci, Justin's sixteen-y

tly in the corner. Her cold mint scent remained completely de

sive bed. Her skin was sallow, her hands resembling skeletal c

tha croaked, reachin

ess of her skin. She needed me. Or rather, she needed my dowry to keep buying

ild. With the Silvermoon Pack gone... a wolfless girl like you has no backing. You need the protection of the Bloodfang Pack to survive. Ju

orphan clinging to their scraps. They thought they could use my slaughtered family as a w

ut of Bertha's skeletal grip. The temp

rtha," I said, my voice cutting through the heavy, suffocating silenc

hattered. She was completely caught off g

leared her throat, frantically trying to recover her poise. "She is a bit rough around the

who was supposed to replace me. The sheer a