Olivia Wilson's life like a fairy tale turned upside down in just one single night. A night that took her everything and gave her only a tag in return and the tag was "The Traitor's Daughter". 
A tag that she was determined to remove.
Olivia Wilson was living a perfect life till the age of 12. Her life was fulfilled with happiness and the people who used to increase her happiness more were The Alpha's Sons who are non-identical triplets. They promised to protect her and prayed to the Moon Goddess to make them her mates. Everything in her life seemed to go perfect until one day, her father Oliver Wilson was falsely accused by the Gamma, of killing the Luna and paralyzing the Alpha. Her life took an opposite turn, everyone who used to love her started hating her. The Triplets who promised to protect her turned into the ones she needs to be protected from. She started facing thousands of brutal torture and the Gamma who was involved in those dirty games made her life a living hell. 
All those hurtful words and torture couldn't tame her, she was determined to prove her father's innocent but one thing that broke her completely was when her acceptance of the prayer she made in childhood turned into her worst nightmare. And what made it worse was they have other plans than rejecting her.

The Traitor’s Daughter

　　Lucas took one step toward me and I took one back. He took another step and I again took one back. 


　　He stepped one step closer and I was about to take one back when I lost my balance.


　　Before I could fall two strong pair of arms caught me giving me tingles.


　　I opened my eyes and my eyes meet with Lucas's one.


　　My wolf was dancing in happiness.


　　Her happiness was obvious, because of me she couldn't even get close to her mates! 


　　I got lost in his dark brown eyes.


　　So deep and so beautiful. His scent enveloped me completely. 


　　I've never thought any scent could attract me this much. 


　　"My mate's scent is.." it couldn't complete my thoughts as realization hit me and Eleanor both of us.


　　They hate me! I can't be lost in them!


　　I struggled in his grip but he didn't let me go.


　　"Leave me." I struggled more and his grip tightened.


　　He made me stand up still holding me close to him. His hands were around my waist.


Chapter 9