Chapter 7: The rules
VIKTOR’S POV
I sat on the porch, watching the smoke curl from my cigar, bored out of my mind as I waited for the new girl who arrived at my pack today.
Ariel Virellis.
After my Beta took her to Ravenna, I ran a quick background check to confirm her story about being from Moonshade, my old pack.
She hadn’t been lying.
My grip tightened around the glass in my hand as memories I had buried deep began to crawl back. I shoved them aside, letting only one remain.
Anya—my halfsister.
“Please don’t go,” little Anya had clung to my jeans, crying as I stuffed a few clothes into a bag. The elders had given me one hour to leave or face a harsher sentence—death.
I crouched down to her level. “I can’t stay, Anya. But one day, I’ll come back for you. I promise,” I whispered
