My wedding dress flared like flames in the icy wind.
I dropped to one knee before the Alpha King.
“I, Yuki Carrington, daughter of the Westbrook Alpha, swear by the blood of my ancestors! By royal decree, I journey to Greyfield to forge an unbreakable alliance. Beyond these mountains, I sever all ties—my homeland, my pack, my past. Let the moon and stars bear witness!”
The courtyard erupted in a chorus of howls.
Courtiers and commoners alike bowed low.
Through the sea of bared necks, I locked eyes with Jocab.
His face drained of color.
He staggered forward, a strangled howl tearing from his throat, but it was too late.
The carriage door slammed shut behind me, and as the carriage surged forward, I caught one last glimpse of him—desperate, broken, and forever on the wrong side of f
