J. Landim
J. Landim 's Book(1)
Revenge By Moonlight
Werewolf I can still vividly remember the day when everything began, the moment I stepped into that manor, the beginning of my downfall.
Helen Wills' delicate hands gripped mine, and I could feel the fear coursing through my veins. Helen, my late mother's older sister, was one of the last living members of my family, of our lineage.
"I'm scared, Aunt Helen..." I whispered, my voice trembling. She shot me a stern look.
"Stop being so silly, Camille," she replied firmly. "We have no choice. There's no place for you in our home anymore. Your parents are gone, and you know your duty as an omega, as the last heir of the Larsens."
I was just a child, but I understood the words that came out of Helen's mouth-they were like a spell. She repeated them every night before I went to sleep, as if she wanted to etch them into my mind. The survival of our lineage depended on procreation, but not with just anyone-only with someone who held the most power: an Alpha from the Imperial Yanes family.
"From today onwards, you will live with the Ingraf family," Helen announced, practically dragging me through the garden. "You will grow up alongside their daughters and learn their customs until it's time for your marriage. As the last young woman of the Larsens, you must honor us."
She abruptly stopped, gripping my small, fragile arms tightly. Her eyes stared into mine, mercilessly.
"The future of our family depends on you," she whispered. "Do you understand how important this is? How proud your mother would be?"
Not a single day went by that I didn't remember those words. 
