Chapter 8

Theda POV

I hung my head as I shut my eyes, pressed my hands against my sides, and curled my toes in my boots, mentally preparing myself to take whatever verdict I was given.

No, it can't be death. I won't die without liberating my family from the horrible hands of Julian.

"Theda…you'll go over to the packhouse to serve Alpha Tyler for today."

Upon hearing that, I flicked open an eye as murmurings filled the courtyard.

Serve the Alpha for the day? How will I do that? So many similar questions ran through my mind until his Beta spoke.

"Be at the packhouse in the next ten minutes," he informed me. As he withdrew his eyes from me, he rolled them at Lena who was smirking, and left.

Zoey gave me a fierce look before entering the house.

"Theda," Jasmine called with her soft voice as she stepped up next to me. She had a frightful look on her face which got me nervous. "Glad you didn't get a harsher punishment," she whispered to me.

Lena walked up to us with a sneer plastered on her