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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

The bedsheets were covered in silk red covers, and there was negligible furniture in the room except for the four-poster bed and a chair. A red carpet covered the floor, and I shift my weight from one leg to the other as I look up at Maeve.

Is this where she's going to train me from now on?

"Did you have the potion?" she asks.

She nods and walks around the chair, standing behind it. "Come on. Sit down."

I settle down on the chair when I suddenly feel ropes being tied around my wrists. "What… what are you doing?" I ask, my voice trembling.

She whispers in my ear from behind, "Next time, tie your loose hair into a tight bun over your head. Preparations. You'll understand soon." She adds, "Don't worry. I have no intention to whip you like that day."

CHAPTER 37