I am no one, I am nothing--these are the words that my parents drilled into me. I am not meant to be anything because I am a daughter. A little girl. Disinherited because of my birth as the only surviving daughter of the packs' Alpha and Luna. I had three older brothers at one point... Then war broke out; one by one, my brothers' went off to battle and they came back as corpses. As a last effort to preserve the life of his pack, my father chose to betroth me to our enemy. I suddenly became the key to peace. Am I worthy of this responsibility? I doubt it. Am I going to succeed in keeping my father and my father's pack alive? Do I want to?