Selene POV
I remembered growing up with a strange bottle tied around my neck like a necklace. No one told me what it was for. All I knew was that my father had gifted it to me when I was born.
I never knew what my parents looked like. I grew up with the Alpha and Luna, so my childhood wasn’t all that rough—except that I was hated because the Alpha favored me. He treated me like his own and was the most excited when he found out I was his son’s mate.
But on the night he was supposed to announce the next Alpha, he died. I had gone to his room that night, only to find him lying on the bed, half-dead. He looked like he’d been poisoned.
Yet, he still smiled at me like always, bringing out the bottle-necklace I had thrown away. I blamed my father for leaving me and making everyone hate me, s
