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7 Chapters

1. The Tribute

Adeline's POV "Addie…" Teagan whispered as tears slipped down her cheeks. "What is he going to do to us?" Her fingers were wrapped so tightly around my arm that I could feel each tremor running through them. I knew they'd leave bruises behind, but I didn't have the heart to pull away. She needed something to hold on to, and right now, I was all she had. "Please tell me he isn't going to hurt us." I wanted to tell her no. I wanted to look her in the eyes and promise her that we'd walk out of this room together, that we'd go home and forget any of this had ever happened. But the lie wouldn't come. I looked around the room instead. Hundreds of women were packed together on the cold stone floor, all dressed in the same thin white nightgowns. Some were crying into their hands. Others whispered prayers beneath their breath, their voices barely audible over the occasional sob. A few had gone completely silent, staring at the soldiers stationed along the walls. No one was trying to es

2. The Great Hunt

A loud scream suddenly broke the silence. My head jerked up before I could stop myself, but I caught the movement just in time and lowered my gaze back to the floor. The soldier's threat was still fresh in my mind. I wasn't stupid enough to risk drawing his attention to me. The scream came again. This time, I knew exactly where it had come from. A knot formed in my stomach. We had all been holding on by a thread since arriving here. Some of us were just better at hiding it than others. It was only a matter of time before someone broke. Through my peripheral vision, I saw the scarred soldier push his way through the crowd. My stomach dropped. He had heard her. The girl was still crying when he reached her. She tried to shrink back into the women behind her, but there was nowhere for her to go. He grabbed a fistful of her long blonde hair and yanked her out of the crowd and toward the front. Then his hand closed around her throat. He lifted her off the ground and turned towar

3. Into the Woods

For a second, no one moved. Then the crowd exploded. Everyone rushed toward the trees at once. Girls screamed and pushed past each other, tripping over their feet as they tried to get away. A girl fell in front of me, and for a second I almost stopped to help her. But the people behind me were already pushing forward, forcing me to keep moving. I grabbed Sam's hand with my right and Teagan's with my left and pulled them after me. We ran. My bad leg screamed the moment I put weight on it. Pain shot up my ankle and nearly sent me to the ground. I stumbled, caught myself, and kept going before the girls behind us could crash into me. There was no point stopping now. I could worry about the pain later. Assuming I lived long enough to worry about it. Ten minutes. That was all we had. Ten minutes before the Alphas were released. "Stay close," I said as we reached the trees. "And don't take the easy paths. If we can follow it easily, so can they." The moment we entered the forest,

4. Left Behind

I didn’t trust Mirabel. For all I knew, the creek bed could be a trap. She could be leading us straight to the hunters, waiting for us to walk right into them. Every part of me told me not to follow her. But she was the only one of us with a wolf. She could hear things we couldn’t and smell things we couldn’t. If something was coming, she would know before we did. That made her useful, whether I liked it or not. I looked at Sam and Teagan. They were scared, exhausted, and barely holding on. So was I. I didn’t know if Mirabel was telling the truth. I didn’t know if following her would save us or lead us straight to our deaths. But staying where we were felt even worse. If there was even a small chance that she could lead us somewhere safe, I was willing to take it. "Fine," I whispered. "Lead the way." Mirabel turned and disappeared between the trees. Sam slipped an arm around my waist while Teagan stayed close on my other side, helping me keep my balance as we followed. I kept

5. Caught

I watched them turn and run. For a few seconds, I could still see their shapes moving between the trees. Every step they took put more distance between us, and with it, any hope that I'd see them again. A part of me wanted to call out—to beg them not to leave me—but I swallowed the words. If they came back, we'd all get caught. Sam stayed at the back, constantly glancing over her shoulder as if she was trying to memorize where I was. Every time she looked back, it hurt a little more. I didn’t want her to go, but I knew she wasn’t leaving because she wanted to. She was leaving because she had no choice. She looked back one last time, and our eyes met in the dark. I forced a smile, even though it felt like my heart was being ripped from my chest. I needed her to believe I was okay. I needed her to keep running instead of turning back for me. It was the last gift I could give her. A lie. The lie that I’d find a way out of this. That someday, we’d laugh about tonight. That this was

6. A monster's Mercy

"If you please me, I might even keep you and make you part of my harem. You’d have a warm bed, food from my table, and a roof over your head. That’s better than rotting out here in the dirt with your throat cut, wouldn’t you say?" His words sank in, and something inside me snapped. Before I could think better of it, I spat straight into his face. He went completely still as my spit ran down his cheek. He wiped it away with the back of his hand, then slowly looked at me again. The amusement was gone. His eyes were cold. "You filthy little—" His hand came across my face before he could finish. My head jerked to the side, and for a second, all I could hear was the ringing in my ears. My cheek burned, and when I swallowed, I tasted blood. "Do that again," he growled, "and I’ll snap your fucking neck right here." "Go on, then." My voice came out hoarse, but I forced the words through the pain. "Kill me." He reached down and started undoing his belt. "Oh, I’m going to kill you," he

7. The Price of Survival

I didn't know how long I had been asleep. I had no idea what was happening around me, either. Sometimes I thought I heard voices nearby, but they always seemed too far away for me to make out what they were saying. Other times, I could have sworn I felt gentle hands tending to me, pulling the blankets higher around my body or pressing a cool cloth against my forehead. The touch was always brief, and by the time I tried to focus on it, it was gone, leaving me wondering if I'd imagined it. For what felt like forever, I drifted in that strange, peaceful emptiness. It was warm and quiet, and for once, nothing hurt. I didn't want to leave. I could have stayed there forever, away from everything and everyone. But something pulled me back. I tried to open my eyes, but they wouldn't move. No matter how hard I tried, my eyelids stayed stubbornly shut. A small knot of fear tightened in my stomach. Where was I? Footsteps moved slowly across the floor. They stopped for a few seconds, then

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