MADELINE'S POV

The sun had not even begun to rise when a loud knock echoed at the door. I jolted awake, disoriented and alarmed. The abrupt interruption of my sleep left me uneasy as I stood up to check who was at the door. Two warrior werewolves stood before me.

“Miss Madeline, Alpha Konan summons you to the execution hall.”

I swallowed hard, the dry sensation in my throat scratching painfully as I followed them. My mind raced in obvious fear. It wasn’t yet dawn, and the majority of the household was still asleep. I had no time to change into anything more suitable; I was still in my nightgown....