Before my father gave me away to Michael, my stepmother, Ellen Moore, had instructed me plenty. She forced me to memorize the details of Nora and Michael's life together, then made me dress just like Nora.She'd looked at me intently as she delivered her justification: "I'm doing this for your best interests, Evangeline. This is the only way you can appeal to Alpha Michael and make him accept you."Ellen was right.Michael had never paid much attention to me, but he took extra care to celebrate my birthday properly. He'd hold a grand birthday party for me every year, and for one day, I was the most respected and valued member of the pack.It was only on my birthday that I seemed to properly fit in with the pack and be seen as a family with Michael and Soren.Alas, such pretenses could only go so far.Exhausted, I picked up the cup beside me and took a sip. My throat burned immediately. Blair cried in pain, "Evangeline, this water contains a potion! They're trying to poison you!"
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