Uri's love for her sister was stronger than her fear of the monster that she was going to marry, that is, if he didn't murder her for her deceit. She did not know fully who he was or even, what he was. However, she understood his pack's power and strength was needed to defeat the other Northern packs and with the Wolfsbane Order living uncivilized and cut off from normal werewolf society they handle treaties traditionally, by marriage. Unfortunately, out of all our allies my sister and I were the only age eligible and not mate-bonded so as the eldest sister she was chosen as the sacrificial lamb, that was until she found her mate the day she was supposed to leave. I boarded the plane at the last minute while she ran. What will become of her, our pack, and most importantly, me? Maybe some vows aren't meant to be broken.