darkness_flo

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

When I returned, this urge to see her sleep had been ardent. I'm not concerned about her—if that's what you're thinking. The only thing I am concerned about is the barter. And her being alive and breathing is the only condition of it.

I stop outside the door and find the mattress lying on the floor, empty. The sheets are untouched. I check my watch, and it reads 11 p.m. Her training gets over by now. Why is she not here?

Walking down the stairs, I happen to cross paths with Dom, and he looks at me like he hates my very appearance. Not that I give two shits. I've gotten the more prominent and beautiful features from our parents—and he knows it.

"What?" he snaps, irked. I ignore it.

He scoffs in disbelief, rolling his eyes at me.

"That woman? I'm sure you know your wife's name—or do I have to tell you that?"

CHAPTER 39