Chapter One.

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CHAPTER ONE

A knock on the door disrupted her sleep, causing her brows to crease as she rolled to the other side of the bed. She scrunched her eyes up, trying to get back to her sleep when another series of knocking came after.

“Hmm.” She groaned out, her hand fumbling on the bed as she reached for the blanket, throwing it over herself and acting cozy inside of it.

“You have to open the door princess,” she heard her maid say from the door, causing the frown on her face to deepen.

She was just about to open her eyes and remove the blanket on top of her when she noticed the knocks had stopped. She rolled on the bed, opening her eyes and putting her ears on alert as she waited for the knocks to come again. After a while of hearing nothing, she closed her eyes and was just about to sleep when the door opened with a loud bang.

“Stacey!”

The sound of the voice caused her to stand up from the bed immediately, her heart palpitating on her chest.

“Fa….father…” she called out as beads of sweats formed on her forehead immediately.

Pure disgust was evident in his eyes, shaking his head and walking out of the room immediately. Stacey gulped down in fear, her wolf, Frea already cornering itself in a part of her.

“He wants to see you in his chamber now.” The maid said, eyeing her in disgust also before walking out.

Everyone knew Stacey was just a weak princess. Born on the great day of the Moon, she was expected to have the power of the moon goddess, or the power of the thousand myth, but none of it happened to her. Her father cared for her since she was young, taking her to various priestesses but there was nothing.

She scrambled off the bed immediately, not bothering to check herself in the mirror as she dashed away from the room. Her heart pounded heavily on her chest, wondering the kind of punishment she might receive today. Her father was seated amongst the board of the pack, immersed fully in the discussion; he didn't notice she walked in until one of the elders cleared his throat.

He didn’t bother to hide the distaste on his face as his eyes raked her, a hand on his chin as he signaled for her to come closer. Gulping down in fear, she approached him and closed the space between them.

She gritted her teeth in pain as his nails sunk into her back, causing her to close her eyes deeply.

“You always find a way to disappoint me, even in front of my elders. You’re the princess of this pack..” he whispered into her ears, twisting the nails in her back, “act like one.” He added before removing it sharply and harshly.

Stacey bowed to him, doing the same to the elders and plastering a smile on her face. The whole pack knew how much her father despised her, and how he maltreated her, so there was no reason for her to hide the blood that dropped out of her body.

“Stacey,” she heard him call out, her feet coming to a halt and her whole body taking a sharp turn to face him.