Chapter 13. The Dreaded Alpha King's meeting.

Evelyn.

The days leading up to the Alpha king's meeting had been a relentless descent into dread. Each morning brought with it a mounting sense of anxiety, a heavy weight that settled deep within my chest. It didn't help that Morticia, the Alpha king's mistress, took sick pleasure in tormenting me, reminding me of the humiliation that awaited. She resorted to childish methods, like putting herself in my way so I could stumble and fall of publicly shaming and pulling my hair, going out of her way to make my life miserable.

"Soon..." She growled into my ear once, her voice menacing. "You're going to go from a princess to a slave. I hope you're ready." She snickered, releasing me with a push. Sadly, there was absolutely nothing I could do about it.

But it was the nights that were the worst. As the sun dipped below the horizon and the world fell into darkness, I would lie awake, my mind haunted by the memories of my past. It was during those quiet hours, shrouded in darkness, that my night