Chapter 12

Amelia’s POV

The days blended into nights as I found myself immersed in the enigmatic world of the Silvermoon Pack. Within the shelter of their sanctuary, I was a guest, an outsider seeking refuge and answers. Alpha Max Thompson and his pack members had welcomed me with guarded curiosity, their eyes filled with a mix of uncertainty and hope. They understood the significance of my presence—the potential for liberation from the alpha king's curse.

Under Alpha Max's guidance, I delved deep into the knowledge of werewolf lore and the intricate workings of the bond between an alpha and their luna. We trained tirelessly, both physically and mentally, as I sought to unravel the connection that tied me to the alpha king. The Silvermoon Pack became my mentors, my protectors, and, begrudgingly, my confidantes.

Days turned into weeks, and the bond between myself and the Silvermoon Pack grew stronger. They shared stories of their struggles under the alpha king's rule, of families torn apart and dr