CHAPTER 63

***Amber's POV***

I took a deep breath and looked in the mirror. My perfectly coiffed brown hair was double-braided, revealing my strong yet worried face. After checking my appearance, my hooded blue eyes stared into nothingness, and another deep breath escaped my lips before walking towards the door.

I was on my way to the jail cell where my sister had given up her life. My sister and I were the lowest species in the Dark Furs Pack because we were omegas. Some of the omegas were born as servants, but others, blessed with a beautiful face and luscious body, were required to become the Alpha's child-bearer. Being a servant was a difficult job, but it was safer. Unfortunately, both my sister and I were stunning. I wanted to escape before I reached this age, but how? I didn't have any resources, and I couldn't leave my sister behind. So I stayed in the pack, waiting for the day when the Alpha would call me to his bed.

I was too stunned to speak when I learned of my sister's death! I knew