On my 18th birthday, I thought finding out I was wolfless and having my boyfriend ghost me for an entire day was bad enough.
Then things just had to get worse.
My name was on the list of the 100 maids to be offered to the Lycan King as tribute.
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“This can’t be happening…” My voice was barely above a whisper.
“Did we piss off another pack or something? Why am I on that list?!” My body shook.
Alpha Oscar’s lips downturned slightly but he tried to put on a brave face. “I’m sorry, my dear, I know this is a lot to take in. My hands were tied.”
“Don’t bullshit us!” My dad’s voice cracked. “You practically helped me and Betty raise her! How could you say that your hands were tied, Oscar?”
“William…” My mom placed her hand on my dad’s shoulder. Her eyes were red from crying.
“No, Betty! He needs to hear this!” My dad shouted. “It’s like he doesn’t care that he’s sending our daughter to an early grave!”
