She was a slave that everyone hated. Amber had spent most of her life serving in the Moonstone pack, scorned and despised by everyone. No one knew where she came from or why she remained in the pack—no one but Alpha Derrick, who was determined to keep her close and under his control at all costs. Amber was convinced she was nothing special, since she was yet to gain her wolf at twenty-four—an anomaly that only deepened the ridicule she faced—until the most feared and powerful Lycan King took notice of her shallow existence, and her world is turned upside down, forcing her to confront her past and ask questions whose answers she was not prepared for: why was the Lycan King so invested in her? What was Alpha Derrick hiding about her past, and where the hell was her wolf?
View MoreAmber’s POV The coppery taste of blood in my mouth made bile rise in my stomach. My head ached. My body felt like it was on fire, and I was sure I was close to becoming unconscious. I struggled with it, praying I didn’t become unconscious in these circumstances. Through my now swelling eyelids, I peeked up at Lydia and the man who were deep in conversation. If I became unconscious, they’d definitely kill me without hearing my side of the story. I laughed internally at my foolishness. They were going to kill me with or without hearing my side of the story. I was a slave. Lydia was a pack member, and worse, she was very close to the Alpha. It was clear the man already believed her words over mine. I needed to run away, to hide until I figured out what to do and how to get out of this mess, but my body was too weak to listen to my mind. I knew what was going to happen. What usually happened to runaways. They died. Simple. The patrol guards usually shot them in their spot, and
Amber’s POV Something was wrong. Something was horribly wrong, but I couldn’t place my fingers on it. I thought hard about everything. About Alpha Derrick’s word—threat. I thought about my place in this pack. I even considered running away, but I shook that last thought away. I was not ready for the consequences of becoming a rogue. Not having a pack affiliation—no matter how thinly stretched it was—would do me no good. I was better off here. I nodded with a convinced nod. No matter how badly they treated me, this was my home. The only one I knew—although I didn’t love—but leaving here scared the hell out of me. People out there could be worse than—The sound of a familiar voice startled me out of my thoughts, and I bit the inside of my cheek as Lydia suddenly appeared in the kitchen area. Becca, an omega who worked in the kitchen as well, spared me a pitiful glance before shuffling out of the space around me. “Do you want to tell me you did not hear me calling you three go
Present Time Dale’s POV The clamor reached me even before Trent’s hurried knock on my office door. His expression was frightened—I knew only a handful of people who could make my beta frightened—and his eyes were wide as he blurted out. “Alpha Dale, it’s Amber. She’s losing control. The whole infirmary is in chaos. ”I was on my feet before the last words made it out of his mouth. My wolf had been giving me warning signals since, but I was in the middle of… I didn’t think…“Fuck!” I started, breaking into a run immediately I was out of my office doors. I could tell Trent and the others were struggling to keep pace, but I was faster. My wolf was hounding us to get to our mate in time. The bond between me and Amber was practically screaming, buzzing with her pain and anger, so raw that it made my head hurt. There was noise everywhere, but the thudding of my heartbeat drowned everything out. All I could think was Amber and my fucking uncle. This was exactly what he wanted. I
Amber’s POV I knew I was in trouble, and like most times, I wasn’t sure what trouble I was in or what punishment I would get. The moment I stepped into Alpha Derrick’s office, she shut it with a force that rattled my bones. Flinching, I stumbled back, bracing myself for whatever punishment he was about to unleash. “Sit!” he snapped. My knees buckled before I even reached the chair. I sank into it, wincing as the cold, hard surface dug into my skin. Alpha Derrick remained standing, looming over me with cold, calculating eyes. In this pose, he looked like a predator who just caught prey in his trap. “I’m going to make this quick, Amber.” His voice was clipped, each word dripping with irritation and resentment. “Did you get your wolf? ”The question slammed into me like a fist to the gut. Shame clawed at my throat, and I dipped my gaze to my trembling hands. Twisting and untwisting my fingers as if I could wring the answers out of them. “No,” I breathed. Alpha Derrick released a
Amber’s POV The trek to Lydia’s home was agonizing. Every inch of my body ached, my head pounded with the force of a thousand men, and the world tilted with every step I took. My vision narrowed, blurring in and out until I was sure I would collapse before I got to where I was going. When I finally stood in front of her door, my knees felt like they would give out beneath me, and I had the urge to double down and pour out the content of my intestines. The thought of the hell Lydia would put me in stayed with me, and I swallowed back my gut, praying silently that it didn’t spill out when I was still here. Taking a deep breath in, I knocked and waited. Her voice filtered to my ears a minute later. “Come in. ”Hesitantly, I swung the door open and stepped in. Her eyes narrowed as soon as they landed on me, and she stood from the vanity dresser she had been looking in to pin me with a loathly glare. “I see Alpha Derrick let you out.” She sneered. “He shouldn’t have. Your punishmen
Amber’s POV Ten years ago My body was broken, and I was nothing but a heap of skin and broken bones sprawled against the filthy, dirt floor. The dim room stank of human waste, suffering, and death, and cold seeped into my bones, no matter how much I squeezed myself like a ball. I could hardly tell how much time has passed since they dragged me in here. Hunger and starvation wrecked through my already broken body, and I was sure that if this went on for a few more days, I was going to die. Not that I had died the other eight times they put me in here with the same treatment. Just like now, I was sure I was going to die then, but they always came to get me out before my body finally gave up. This time though, I was sure they had abandoned me here. How long ago was it since I saw sunlight? I could hardly remember. It felt like months. My throat was parched to the point it felt like a needle piercing my neck. My tongue was so swollen it was like it was permanently stuck to the roo
Amber’s POV After our intense discussion, which had taken us down memory lane, Alpha Dale had disappeared again. As usual, I bet Trent had brought the news of urgent pack business Alpha Dale needed to attend to, and he had hurried away, leaving me to my devices. Which was a good thing. Somehow. Traveling back to the past I so wanted to forget made me feel all kinds of things—not entirely good—and I needed a distraction. The mansion was more alive than I ever saw it. Bodies moved around with frenetic energy that only ever happened when they were preparing for a big celebration. When I finally reached Janine’s little office in the infirmary, she looked exhausted, although it was only the early hours of the morning. “I’m going to die if this continues.” She sighed exasperatedly, slapping a hand on her desk. “Dale won’t let anyone rest. He’s asked many of the omegas to quit, including half of my staff, and now I’m short-staffed. ”I wanted to mention that the mansion didn’t look lik
Amber’s POV I woke up to the sound of my own wail tearing through the night like claws. Cold sweat clung to my skin, making my nightdress stick to my skin. I jumped as hands gripped my shoulder, shoving myself away from whoever it was while holding up my own hands defensively. My body reacted impulsively, and before I could even think about what I was doing, water spilled out of my palm, drenching Alpha Dale. I gasped as my brain caught up with my body, moving further away from him as the bed would allow. My breath came out in huffs and puffs, and by now, I had completely forgotten about the dream—memory—that woke me from sleep. Instead, I watched in horror as water dripped from Alpha Dale’s body, soaking the bed beneath him. I winced, half expecting him to lash out angrily or scold me—it never came; instead, his cool voice broke through the silence that had settled in the room after my piercing scream. “Are you okay?” he asked, reaching for me. Despite the fact that he w
Amber’s POV I was dreaming again. I know because Athena was standing beside me wearing my face, something I knew she could only do in my dreams. We were inside a packhouse—my father’s packhouse—that was how I knew she had brought me to another memory. The smell of freshly baked food filtered into my nostrils. Following the smell, I came upon a giggling version of me. My mother swept me off my feet, spinning me around above her.“Higher, Mama!” Little me cried with joy as she twirled me around. “Higher! Higher!” Her green eyes glistened with tears as she set little me on the wooden floor. “That’s enough, firefly. You’ll wear me out before breakfast.” “But I’m not tired!” little me announced, pouting small lips. I raised tiny hands in the air, waiting for her to take me in hers and twirl me again; instead, she tickled my armpits, eliciting another wave of uncontrollable laughter from me as I rolled on the ground. I glanced at Athena with a huge smile on my face. The smile
Amber’s POV“What the hell do you think you are doing?” Lydia shrieked, startling me. The cleaning basket I carried in one hand fell to the ground, and that gained me a cheek-numbing slap. Red flashed in my vision, and for a moment, I thought I saw blood. “You wench!” she spat. “Do you even realise what you’ve done?” I shook my head, trying to keep the tears at the back of my eyes from rolling down. It was not the worst I've been made to endure, but I was beginning to get tired of it. “I’m sorry, ma’am.” My voice came out a little lower than a whisper, but with her sharp wolf hearing, I was sure she heard me loud and clear. Her nose turned up in disgust, and her eyes immediately went to the table I had been cleaning before she marched in. “Do you know what it means that we are hosting the culling?” As she spoke, she drew a finger along the table andbrought it up to her face. Shaking her mass of brown curls, she glared at me. “I’m sure you don’t realise how big this is and how impor...
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