"You didn't do too bad," smirked the Commander of the prison Amanda was currently living in.
Ever since she made that deal, her accommodations had improved, even if it was only by a fraction. Instead of sleeping on the cold concrete floor, she was given a musty mattress with a metal bedframe.
It stunk to high heaven, but since her wolf had all but disappeared, she was able to ignore the smell of urine and mold.
Once again, she cursed whoever the fuck was Raphael's mate for putting her in this position. Didn't the bitch know that the role of Luna was supposed to be Amanada's? She had been raised and trained for it ever since she could remember.
Packs rose and fell on the abilities of the alpha pair, and she was the only one strong enough to stand beside Raphael.
But now, some little bitch thought that she could just waltz in and take it.
