Hazel then frowned.
"So that's your justification huh? It sounds really pathetic."
"I know," Helen sighed weakly and entered deep thoughts, thinking of how it began.
For as long as I can remember, she had always been fighting. She was born to a slave by an alpha who rejected her mother to marry from another pack. She had to survive been tormented by her stepsibling for being a slave daughter, and had to try extra hard to make her father see her worth, but that effort was rendered useless, and she was eventually married for an alliance.
In the new pack—alone and filled with strangers—she had to fight to keep her role as the Luna. She was successful and earned the trust and affection of the alpha she was mated to, and just when things were starting to look great, the Nightshade pack attacked, taking everything including the one she loved, and she became a slave.
