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77 Chapter 77

Valerie’s POV 13

The rogues dragged me through the forest for what felt like hours, their claws digging into my arms whenever I stumbled on the uneven ground. My designer heels had been abandoned somewhere in the first

mile, leaving my feet bloody and torn by roots and stones. The silk dress that had cost more than most

people made in a month was now little more than tattered rags clinging to my shivering frame.

But I was alive. That had to count for something.

The camp, when we finally reached it, was exactly what I’d expected from a pack of exiled criminals-a

collection of ramshackle shelters built from salvaged materials, scattered around a central fire pit where

something that might once have been an animal roasted on a makeshift spit. The smell of unwashed bodies

and rotting meat hung heavy in the air, making my stomach churn.

Dozens of yellow eyes watched our approach from the shadows. These weren’t the civilized wolves of proper

pack society-these were predators in the truest sense, reduced to their most basic instincts by years of exile

and violence. Some still wore the remnants of human clothing, while others had abandoned pretense entirely,

their bodies more beast than man.

At the center of it all, seated on what could generously be called a throne made from welded car parts and

animal bones, sat the Alpha.

He was massive—easily the largest wolf I’d ever seen, with shoulders broad enough to snap a normal man in

half. His dark hair was streaked with premature silver, and scars crisscrossed his chest and arms like a

roadmap of violence. But it was his eyes that truly marked him as dangerous-not the flat yellow of his

subordinates, but a deep amber that held an intelligence that was somehow more terrifying than mere animal

cunning.

teeth filed to sharp points, my

rumbled, his voice carrying easily across the camp and causing conversations to die mid-sentence. “This is the little princess who claims to know the

shoved me forward, sending me stumbling

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at the border, Boss. Says she’s

be useful.”

look-hair tangled, makeup smeared, clothes torn and dirty. But I’d learned long ago that sometimes appearing

wanted from men.

my voice tremble

I can help you.”

a sound like steel scraping stone. “Attachments?

but power.”

those terrifying black eyes. “He has

bitch named Seraphina Knight.”

the rogue king’s expression. I saw interest flicker in those

quickened with hope.

attention. He leaned back on his throne, considering me with the calculating look

predator sizing up prey.

propose to do with this…

pain in my knees, and took a step closer to his throne. Several of the other rogues growled warningly, but their king held

voice despite my fear. “You want to bring down the Alpha King. I want revenge on the little

other needs.”

suddenly stood. The sheer size of him was overwhelming-I barely came

he asked, circling

shot out and gripped my throat. Not hard

my helplessness

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where you stand in

most humiliating hour of my life. He made me kneel in the dirt while he and his pack jeered at

nearly set and I was shaking with exhaustion and suppressed tears, he

my feet.

“Strip,” he commanded.

blood turned to

me. If you want to be part of my pack, you need to prove your loyalty. And

in horror. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

at the circle of leering rogues,

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