AVA-ROSE'S POVGracefully, I glided down the aisle leading to the dining hall. The naked monstrosities of white-marbled statues that my mate called art lined the hallways like guards in Buckingham Palace. My wolf was torn. She wanted to obey the obligations the Moon Goddess bestowed upon us. But she also wanted her pack to be happy. But being mated to the Alpha of the Drexel Forest Pack wasn't an easy task. Alastor Drexel was a man so ferocious, he ate the hearts of his enemies. His humanity was, if not non-existent, it was close to being so. My stomach girdled as I anticipated tonight's feast. Dexter Black, Alpha of the Midnight Rune pack, was defeated by my mate. He owed our pack a significant amount of money, and he was days overdue. Alastor challenged him to a duel, a fight to the death, and the poor unfortunate fool accepted. Now his head was mounted on a spike on the front lawn, next to Alastor's other kills. The big clock to my left chimed, waking up my tired legs. I picked u

I slipped out of my heels and quietly pushed the door open. The room was a little dark, but my were-vision assisted me with finding my way around the pink room. I stepped on something sharp. I swallowed my yelp and paused, waiting for the sting to subside. I peered down and removed the Lego piece and tossed it quietly in the play box. I gently slid the curtains open, allowing the moonlight in. My breath hitched when my eyes landed on the tiny person sprawled on the bed. I swallowed hard and slowly sat on the edge of the mattress, making sure I didn't wake her. Her golden curls lay in bundles around her head like a crown and her cute button nose looked just like my mom's. That's why I named her Rachel in honour of my late mother. It was a good thing she looked like my side of the family because Alastor would have figured out she wasn't his a long time ago. I ran my fingers over her chubby cheeks, admiring how smooth and perfect her skin felt. Her button nose crinkled, then she rolled