Star-I hate my life.I really do. It’s like a never-ending loop with the same miserable, boring life going on and on and on.“Star, which dress do you think looks better on me? The blue or black one?”Her preppy voice pulls me out of my trance and I slowly raise my head towards Blythe in an attempt to give her a response, but she promptly cuts me off."Your opinion doesn’t matter, though; don’t bother."Look at her go.I keep my mouth shut and carry on cleaning up the mess that she made earlier on her polished concrete floor.Her room is completely disorganised, and there are smudges of nail polish on numerous items, including the floor, gowns, and makeup. But no worries; Star will save the day like she always does.“What the hell am I going to wear?” Blythe complains and stomps her feet in front of her wardrobe like a toddler.Ugh, she makes me sick.There’s a pair-ridden gala tonight, and no werewolf wants to shut up about it. A gala that Alpha Ark and Alpha Ron of the Bluemoon ar

Star:I see everyone running around to take shelter, some in their wolf form and some in their human form, with and without a broken limb, still trying to get out of the place.I pick up my pace and start to run towards the exit too.Just when we are close to the exit, everyone starts to run back to where they are coming from, and I change my direction too.Running close to a boy in his wolf form, the heavy diamond chandelier hanging from the roof suddenly comes falling and crushing hard on his head, poorly taking me out.The scene makes my leg weaken, and I fall to my knees,screaming at his bleeding head.There hasn’t been an attack in ages, this is my first experience and it’s frightening. The Redmoon pack doesn’t make enemies, so who could it be?“Everyone! Move towards the south; it is an attack. Find protection at all costs."My attention is suddenly taken by Beta Herold, Alpha Ark’s right hand and best friend, who starts to scream against the chaos, pointing towards the south and

Star:“Ouch!” I shriek from the pain as a corset forcefully snatches my waist.“Sorry, His highness likes pretty all-rounder, pretty little things. We need to make you look as nice as possible."A preppy voice snaps me out of my trance, and I take in my reflection from the mirror in front of me.Alpha Klein.Pretty little things…Right. I’m getting married.For a moment, I forgot who I was and my deal with the world.It’s been two days since Alpha Ark willingly handed me to the nation’s most vile beast as a bride. And my mind still hasn’t tried to sum up the event that has truly happened.Is this what betrayal feels like? Or this is an entire new feeling.I can hear myself screaming on the inside, but outside, I am as bland as I can ever be.My body, mind, and soul feel weird, and it feels like I am not myself.For the past two days, being held in this castle has put my body on something strange, like the strange thing that happened to me the night of the attack, like something is hol