ana
use. Every shadow seemed to mock me, every creak of the floorboards announcing my shame. All I wanted was to reach
yer, my breath held tight in
all night? Julian has been
weet as poison, cut
She stood there, immaculate in a silk morning robe, a picture of innocence
erate. Then, she made a show of sniffing the air a
st loud enough to carry. "What is that sme
y father, Arthur, my stepmother, Rebecca, and my fiancé, Jul
revulsion. He strode towards me, his blue eyes, which onc
ould see the calculations in his eyes-the alliance wit
I pleaded, my voice thin an
ing with fake sorrow as she turned to my fiancé.
sence was a contamination. He stared at the man's shirt I w
Isabelle's arm, her gaze cold and assessing as it fell on me. "Arthur," she sai
Adriana, she actually has a wolf. She can stand beside Julian as a proper Luna, no
amily kept tucked behind closed doors, the flaw they dressed up with expensive gowns and
a continued smoothly. "She will join w
ger was instantly replaced by cold, hard st
yal. They were trading me away, right in front o
Isabelle, at her "purity," at the wolf blood I would n
mth. "As for Adriana... while she has been soiled, the scent on
he final blow. "The Alpha of the Montgomery Pack has been seeking a mate. He ma
a Montgomery would be... a productive use of a wasted ass
k horror stories. A man said to be over sixty, a cruel tyrant whose wolf was s
d, the word catc
I screamed, my voice raw with anguish. I pointed a t
mother, a triumphant s
was only the cold calculation of a Pack Alpha weighing his assets.
al was
had just sold
ilent hatred forming in the ruins of my heart. I would n
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