The Lycan King's promise had been made in front of everyone in the estate. As binding as a vow on the sacred stone.
So through all the long days of my recovery in the Pack doctor's house, neither Damien nor Kael set foot in my room.
When my bones had finally knitted, an Elder came to see me.
"Seraphina," the old man said gently, "the Lycan King has asked me to tell you that whatever you wish for, he will provide."
I looked at the Elder. My face was as level and cool as still water.
"I want to be struck from the rolls of this pack. And I want enough gold to begin a new life."
My family was poor. I had two older sisters who had sacrificed their lives for a useless little brother. Moon Goddess help me,I only wanted to give them something. Enough to soften the misery.
"The Lycan King ha
