AMELIA’S POV
As I looked at Jackson, I vividly remembered how he exiled me from the pack.
BEGINNING OF FLASHBACK
‘After serving the royals, I went back to my room. As I lay on my bed thinking about my life.
I heard someone trying to open the door, my heart started pounding against my ribcage.
I knew more torture was coming, could it be Madison because she didn’t had any chance to maltreat me today.
Surprisingly, it was wasn’t Madison. It was Jackson. I moved towards the wall afraid of what he was going to do.
He inched and bend over towards me.
Jackson loomed over me, his sharp features shadowed by the flickering light of the lone candle.
His eyes, cold and calculating, seemed to pierce straight through me.
I could feel the weight of his decision before he even spoke.
“You’r
