ELARAHis fingers slammed against my cheek. “How dare you say that!? Every pack attends the banquet, you can't skip it either.” Father's eyes glowed feral. “For once, do something good for the Sylvester name. Don't be a useless daughter.”My cheek was still burning…But I held back my tears with every ounce of my strength.In three weeks, I would turn twenty. But it wasn't a blessing. It was a death sentence….Because I was born wolfless, and my family or the pack didn't know.A wolfless was considered a bad omen, a destruction. Either the wolfless were killed or torn into pieces. For years, I've been hiding the secret, living like a shadow in my own house."Do not disappoint me, Elara. Trust me, I'll forget you're my blood." Silas Sylvester, my father, and the Alpha King, ruled over five packs in Malvern Hills, a place surrounded by trees, mountains, followed strict laws, and worshiped true mates. MoonCedar, our pack, was located in the center. The other four packs were our neighbour
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