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Lydia’s eyes stared back at me, her face draped in a shadow because of her back facing the light. “I am not strong like you, Amber. So…it’s better to end this all than suffer every single moment.” The strands of her hair blew under the stiff wind. “Thank you for taking care of me, Amber. My blood betrayed me, but you trusted me.” *****************************

My fingers twitched at my sides. A part of me screamed to bolt. Another part. the darker, more curious part leaned forward, ravenous and needy. I turned slowly to him. Rhysand stood there, like a god carved from midnight, unmoved, unreadable, and undeniably in control. “So…” I lifted my chin. “How many women have you brought in here?” His eyes narrowed slightly. “None.” I blinked. “Liar.” His stare didn’t waver. “I never lie, Camilla.”

And that image from now…that sudden vision of myself under bright moonlight, surrounded by four wolves…What was that? What happens when people find out? Was this a dream? And the worst part… What happens to my mission in the palace, when the king’s son already owns a dangerous, unfairly large piece of my heart?

Cassie turned to me with panic written all over her face, then pointed at me and asked in a shaky voice, “Freya! What the hell is up with your eyes?” Tristan Cole I lay on the grass pretending to be dead from a broken heart. I was hoping that Freya would come to my rescue and maybe even finish off what she started. I could hear Freya and Cassie giggling in the distance and realized that my plan hadn't worked. I decided to stay there a little longer while I waited for my excitement to subside. “Oh no, Tristan!” I rolled my eyes while they were still closed, at the sound of Ambers shrieking voice.

He still managed to look ethereal. He looked up as I walked towards him, “The moon goddess sure likes to play games.” And then the Lycan King laughed. He sincerely just laughed. It wasn't condescending or mocking. He was genuinely amused. “What?” “Why don’t you see for yourself, Little wolf.” There was something about the way he spoke. He was too amused to be mean to me. And I was too curious to pay attention. I walked towards him and he handed the paper to me. On it was a painting of a girl with moonlight hair and the lightest shade of blue eyes I'd ever seen. I gasped.

Was that fate better than getting married to a total stranger for my pack? Countless questions were going through my head as I sat still in the passenger's seat, now tired and too exhausted to struggle anymore. No matter how much I struggled, I wouldn't win against Alex anyways. Gathering what I heard from Aya, he's a powerful, ruthless Alpha of a notorious pack, a lowly and weak omega like me couldn't possibly win against such a person. So I gave up and accepted my sad fate, waiting for what it had in store for me. Minutes later, Alex finally stopped driving and got out of the car, still not throwing a single glance at me.

"Of course Rhys hasn't told you and knowing him, he probably asked Rosalie and Ava not to. He is still so fucking infuriating." The first sign of true anger flashed across her eyes and features and I found myself chuckling as I related wholeheartedly to that emotion. "Yup. Welcome to my world." Chuckles escaped us both before an air of seriousness engulfed us. "Rhys' father, Lord Damian Taehyung Hayden, wasn't the warmest husband or father. The man was brutal. A lethal weapon and he made Rhys into the perfect successor. He was always prepared to destroy those who ever opposed the royal family or his own. Mercy wasn't something he proffered easily. I won't get into it a lot because, one, I do

As my body started to shiver, the owner of the hand tightened the cover of my mouth. I almost halted my breath when the Lycan King stepped forward in our direction. I thought that I was going to end my life. King Edward was atrocious when he quickened his pace.

Her father had arranged for her to stay with different packs along her travels but she got held up in a small human town not too far away and ventured into the woods to shift and let her wolf out. The blonde was Amy. An orphan in a pack nearby who was supposed to have been meeting her boyfriend for a secret picnic, apparently her charges didn’t approve of the match and forbade her to see him, so she snuck out against their wishes. Something she had stated on numerous occasions that she regretted. The door to the room opened and we all tensed, even I had started to fear the sound of the lock opening. The opening of the door meant something good in the form of food and water, or something very

“I'm fine really.” “You were saying?” her face and tone remains the same except the raising of her brows. The door bangs open and the pain dulls to the background when I'm met with icy blue eyes. Rhys. He is dressed in casual pants, black army boots and a heavy coat that is covered in snow. He removes his hat revealing the entirety of his face. He is… wearing glasses? My heart pounds as I take in the entirety of him. He's all destructive energy and muscle packed behind casual outfits. The glasses give him a sense of intelligent demeanor making him look like a doctor or an accountant.