Forsaken By The Moongoddess

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time to see a car speeding toward me. A firm hand seized my arm, pulling me back to the sidewalk. I stu

uer. He held my arm firmly, concern etched

mmered, still shaken. "I

d have gotten yourself killed." He relea

find words. "Thank you," I managed to say, but he was a

r the imminent danger. The morning I had begun with a jolt, just like the one that had nearly cost me my lif

finality. My eyes widened in shock and terror as if struck by a sledgehammer. My fork

aze fixed on his plate as if the matter were settled. "Preparatio

Still in shock and confusion, I turned to my mother, searching for some exp

on the floor where I fell, I choked out, "It's not fair," tears streaming down my face as

ing," I said, my voice trembling. "I don't know what to do. I feel so lost." I struggled to my

ids looked up, their concern clear, but they continued their work. I overhea

plied dismissively. "Always lost in her world."

for her," the fir

her being wolfless," the second maid repli

my way. "She's a constant reminder of weakness. No wonder they

urned eighteen and couldn't shift, I felt more like a servant than a mem

was eerily quiet until my stepsister Freya burst in, her eyes scanning me with a mix of alarm and irritation. "

ssing a groan. "It's been a nightmare. Fa

ranged marriage, isn't it?" I could feel my emotions bubbling over. "Yes, it

understand. This is a lot to take in, but you have

eing forced to marry someone I don't even know, especially when all I've heard are terrif

need to understand, our pack is on the brink of disaster and Alpha Hayden is our best hope." She took a deep breath, her po

at alpha is the solution?" I asked, frustration evi

complex. It would destroy everything we've built for generations. Hayden has the inf

him? You're stronger and

al to the pack's morale and strength. Sacrificing you w

my face. "Doesn't that matter at all? Don't I get a say in my future? This i

ou think, Abby. You have to stand up and fi

g indifferent. "So, I'm just the b

It's not about sacrifice. It's about making the be

e both turned to see a strange figure entering the inner s

demanded, her tone icy and authoritative,

aught in my throat. Freya's body remained poised, every muscle primed for a swift response.