Alyssa’s POV
Five Years Later…
Five years bad passed since the rogue attack that shattered our pack and took Varian from us. Five years had passed since the night blood stained the ballroom floors, and chaos howled through the halls of SilverFang.
Jarek was made the commander shortly after the attack, and I became his deputy. For two years, we worked side by side, picking up broken pieces, chasing down threats, and rebuilding what had nearly crumbled to ash. And then, when the dust finally settled and the last of the rogue danger had been wiped out, Killian had named me Beta.
Me — a girl who was once nothing more than a chubby, half-starved runaway slave from SilverCrest.
I suddenly recalled myself standing before the entire council that very day, while Killian stood before me with h
