The Alpha King's Chosen Sacrifice
The Alpha King was sitting on his throne, his expression dark.
Before the steps leading to his throne, Dad, Vanessa, Jenna, Malia, and the core members of the Greyridge pack were kneeling. Their hands had been bound and shackled in silver chains. Their faces were all as white as a sheet, while their entire bodies trembled in fear.
Along both sides of the hall stood rows of elders, royal emissaries, and warriors.
I strode into the hall, my gaze sweeping across my pack members kneeling on the ground before finally resting on the Alpha King.