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The negotiating rule in the packs was simple. You give what you took.

 The war and animosity between the Nightshade and Moonstone pack have been ongoing for centuries. But this time something drastic happened. The Nightshade pack lost their Luna. To maintain peace in the werewolf world, the council arrived at only one solution, a Luna in exchange for a Luna. And that’s where I got into the picture. 

 Astrid Brooks, 26 years old. A born princess. The only daughter of the 4 children of Moonstone’s Alpha. Married off as a peace offering to none other than Kael Knight, Alpha of Nightshade pack. A replacement to his late wife, his very mate, whose blood has still not dried from the hands of my father. 

From the life of a princess to a mere maid, from light to darkness and from being the most loved person to one detested with crazy passion. I became a mere replacement. And this was just the beginning of my story or should I say suffering.

A Deal with the Alpha Who Hates Me

I stretch my arms higher, only to bite my lip.

First, she made me wear a corset so tight that I can't fucking breathe in it. Then, she paired it with a skirt that has so many layers it almost weighs a ton. If that wasn't enough, she made me wear heels—five inches high and two sizes too small.

I've been carrying all this weight, and with everything on, she made me walk around the entire mansion, parading me like I'm a joke.

People giggled as they looked at me, but I kept a blank face, ignoring them.

Her voice roars, and I gulp, lifting my hands higher. Looking up at the sun, I bite my parched lips and try to hold on.

When I told her I was tired, she made me stand here in the open ground, with my hands up and the sun burning my body.

Circling me, she hums sadistically before stepping back.

CHAPTER 32