Chapter 2

Chapter 2: The Gala from hell

Lyla

I stood at the foot of the grand stone steps, my heart hammering against my ribs.

The pack house loomed over me like a fortress, its cold walls whispering memories of a life I had been cast off from.

I couldn’t believe three years had passed since that fateful night when my parents had sent me away in the dead of the night.

I had felt like a thief, banished without explanation or warning and nothing but a thousand dollars, clutching a single bag that was my clothes forcing me to vow never to return.

But now I was back.

I swallowed the knot in my throat, steeling myself.

I didn’t want to come, but my father’s command was not a request.

The annual werewolf gala was tonight and I was to attend.

I had no choice.

Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the heavy oak door, and the rush of familiar scent filled my lungs, bringing with it a flood of childhood memories both painful and good.

I had barely closed the door when my mother’s voice reached me.

“You’re late,” she hissed, her eyes narrowing as she took in my appearance.

Her sharp eyes flicked over me as if she was inspecting something unpleasant on the bottom of her shoe.

Beside her, my sister, Clarissa, gazed at me with a look that was somewhere between pity and disdain.

“I see you still haven’t learned to control yourself during your heat,” Clarissa scoffed.

“Father, it’s not a good idea for her to go like this.

She reeks…”.

“You think if we had a choice, I would have driven four hours to go and get her,” My father hissed “The invitation had stated that every family must send a representative that is 18 and above and ripe for mating.

I had no choice.

She was never an option, to begin with.

I flinched, “I’m sorry,” I began but my mother cut me off with a sharp gesture.

“Save it,” she snapped “We’ve been doing so well without you and we want it to remain that way.

Just remember, you’re here because we had no other choice.

Don’t disgrace us today.

If you cause a scene, or so much as draw unwanted attention… we will remove your name from the family register and disown you.

Do you understand?”

wanted to tell them that none of this was my fault but I nodded instead, my throat was too tight to

me had vanished a long

been enough for them, not without a wolf, not with the monthly humiliation of my uncontrolled

“I understand,” I whispered.

will lend

want to also fix that stupid hair of you…” She turned to my sister “Give her one of

silver streaks in her hair will

Clarissa nodded and indicated

of tears behind my eyes but refusing to let

Clarissa, my hands trembling as

dropped me off in front of the grand

smoothed my dress and headed

sound of laughter, music and clinking

air as I reached the entrance and the moment I stepped inside, I felt it – the weight of hundreds of

felt like a lamb among

up my neck,

my pheromones spilled into the air

the whispers before

turned, their

“Is she… in heat?”

“No control at all.

She should be locked up

trying to snag a

into my palms, my nails biting into my

ignore them…

through the murmurs and I saw Cassidy Thorne

year,” Cassidy

was the epitome of werewolf beauty and

daughters would be like her… there was a time when I

suppose they’ll let anyone in

crowd and I felt

look away and moved

turning me into a joke among the very people with

to steady my breathing and fight back tears when I

from across the room caught my

room, a man stood alone, dressed in black from

was fixed on

that were sharp and

chiselled features and an air of quiet strength…but more than that, there was something in his

ballroom

that held me captive – curiosity and …something more… My heartbeat quickened, not out of fear but out of a strange,

Who was he?

on it, a shadow fell over

young Alpha, Darius standing in front of me, his lips twisted into

I was a child and was the first person to spread my wolfless

had rejected the offer to

still bore

if it isn’t the Woodland disgrace,” Darius

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