Prologue

My arm is bleeding hard that I can no longer feel it. The shackles around my ankles hurt like hell but that didn’t stop me from running. Because I know the moment I stop, I’ll die. I’ll die as my pack’s traitor. I’ll die for a sin I didn’t commit.

“Agatha Sinclair! You shall die tonight!” Alpha Roger’s voice boomed in the forest along with the howls of our pack members who joined the hunt.

A hunt to kill one of their own.

Thinking that they can outrun me in just a matter of seconds, or minutes if I get lucky, I realized how foolish I was to even think of escaping. With my current state and considering that I still have no wolf at my age, I know I can only get away if some miracle happens.

But that should be the case, right? No matter how hopeless you are, if you are given even just a single second to fight for your life and what you believe in, you’d still take the opportunity. You’d still grab that chance and risk it all.

I suddenly stopped when some rocks just a few inches before my feet fell belowground. I looked down and the sound of violent gushing of water knocked some sense out of me. I’m standing at the edge of a tall cliff above a flowing river.

I don’t know how to swim. Even if I do, with how strong the current of the water is and my frail state, I still don’t think I’d survive a careless jump.

“There you are, you wench!”

I turned around and I shivered. Alpha Roger, my stepfather, is standing two meters away, and the strongest males of our pack are behind him in their wolf forms.

“I took you in, I raised you, and this is your way of paying me back?! How dare you! How dare you kill my son!” The certainty in his tone hurt me.

I know he doesn’t see me as his own daughter but I never thought such a day would come that I’d be a criminal in his eyes.

“KILL HER!”  

With that command, everyone lunged to shred me into pieces. But before they could lay their claws and teeth on my body, I closed my eyes and stepped back, letting myself fall into a deep abyss.