Chosen By The Lycan King
Most of them were very well dressed, with tasteful, understated jewelry to boot, like some Lunas or at least very high-born ladies whose families had probably sacrificed to escape the wrath of the Dark Lord.
I fought tears and huddled in a corner, trying to think of anything other than the fate that awaited before me the moment the wheels stopped. An hour later, a woman separated from the group shifted closer towards me.
She wore a fine dress that looked like it cost more than my entire wardrobe put together. From the pearls that adorned her throat and her large opal ring, I could bet she was a Luna. They tended to wear jewelry to symbolize their pack’s status, so I was given Paige's heavily