Chapter 1

My adoptive mother drugged me with a potent wolf-aphrodisiac and dragged me into the bedroom of James Anderson, the ruthless Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack. But instead of crying, I actually laughed out loud.

"This room is still as ugly as ever. Zero taste."

Sophia Vance, my adoptive sister, thought I’d lost my mind. She pinched my thigh hard, her claws digging into my skin.

"Shut up, Emmy! James Anderson is a tyrant. You better submit to him tonight if you want to live."

Our adoptive mother, Evelyn Vance, stood by, coldly binding my hands with silver handcuffs. Her voice was dripping with impatience.

"We took you in when you were nothing. Now it's time to pay your debt."

"Sophia is too good for a beast like him. You will take her place. After all, you owe her everything."

"Just be a good little toy tonight, and the Shadowfang Pack will get the rights to the northern hunting grounds."

Evelyn stripped off my jacket and threw me onto the cold floor of the pitch-black bedroom like a piece of trash.

No one noticed my lips curving up in the dark.

And no one knew that the terrifying, bloodthirsty Alpha James they feared so much had knelt before me three years ago, swearing his absolute loyalty.