Catherine's body was carried by the royal alphas, treated with care and reverence despite her father's heinous deeds. Catherine was just a victim of Camden's greed. I watched as Camden's face turned pale at the sight of his only daughter lying lifeless. He howled in agony, mourning her departure.

Regret never comes at the beginning.

This was Camden's reality.

Elijah stood and faced me. I could feel the restlessness in his aura, the uncertainty as our eyes locked.

"Why, Delilah?" There was disappointment in Elijah's voice. "So it's true? You were purposely raised as a secret weapon by the non-royal wolves?"

"Wow! Watch your mouth, Elijah," Jeremy scoffed.

"Stop! Both...