"Bring out the blind girl. Let them laugh."Those words followed me for eighteen years.I never saw the faces that laughed. I never saw the hands that pushed me onto that stage. I never saw the pity or the cruelty or the entertainment they made of my existence. But I felt all of it. Every single time.My name is Cece. I was born a twin. Three days after we came into the world, my brother died and my eyes went dark. My father decided those two things were connected. He carried me into the forest before I was old enough to understand what abandonment meant and he left me there among the wolves and walked away without looking back.The wolves did not touch me.But Edda did.My maid. My guardian. The one person who followed me into that forest and refused to leave without me. She carried me out on her back and walked until she found walls and a roof and a door to knock on.The door belonged to Alpha Grendon. He opened it and let us in and spent the next eighteen years making us wish he hadn't.Every pack festival, I was the entertainment. The blind girl. The cursed child. The thing they paraded in front of powerful men to amuse them while the real negotiations happened around me.I never imagined that one of those powerful men would stop laughing.Alpha Kallu. The most feared Alpha in the southern region. Cold as stone, closed as a fist, a man who had never looked at a woman twice.He looked at me.And something in my world evolved.That night he took me and Edda out of that dungeon forever. That night my eyes opened for the first time in eighteen years.And the first face I ever saw was his.But sight is only the beginning of seeing. And the world I was now visible in was not done testing whether I was strong enough to survive it.I had spent eighteen years learning to navigate darkness.Now I had to learn something harder.How to stand in the light when everyone around you spent years deciding you did not deserve it.