From Slave to Queen, The Chosen One

Anastasia POVI kept closing and opening my eyes, hoping it was just a nightmare, but it seemed this nightmare had become my reality.I had been sitting in that wooden wagon for what I believed to be two days, since I had seen the sunrise twice since we left my pack.My wrists were bound with metal chains, and the wagon jolted violently as it traveled over the rough roads until every bone in my body seemed to scream in pain. The smell of old wood mixed with the blood staining my clothes made me feel sick.Everything had happened terrifyingly fast. Two days ago, I was living among my family and my pack, knowing exactly where I belonged...Now I was chained, my fate unknown.I had never imagined my life would end up like this, watching my family be slaughtered before my eyes and being taken prisoner. I was supposed to be living the happiest days of my life at this moment with Isaac, whose fate I didn't even know. Was he still alive, or had he been killed along with the others...?"What a

Anastasia POVMirav continued in a commanding tone, "Come. Move now."I heard the girls gasp, and whispers immediately spread among them.Some looked at me with obvious envy, while others stared in disbelief, as though they couldn't believe the King had summoned one of the new arrivals immediately after her arrival.As for the blonde girl, she clenched her fists tightly, glaring at me with pure hatred. She looked as though she wished she could tear that dress off me and kill me herself.I won't deny that I was nervous and perhaps even afraid, but I would never allow anyone to see my fear.I am not weak, and I never will be. Even if I were going to die, I would die with my dignity intact...Gathering my courage, I took a deep breath before saying sarcastically, "And to what do I owe this great honor?"Mirav immediately recognized my mockery.She stepped closer and whispered threateningly into my ear, "I don't know why you're this bold or where you get this courage from, but believe me,