Alpha Talon whacked my hand that pointed at my sister and held his grip on my hair tighter. “Enough now, Fiona. You’ve done too much damage to this pack and family. You should be thankful the Alpha King wasn't here last night. If he was, all of the packs would know that you ran away from your own awakening party!” My father sighed as he ran a hand on his hair. “Amber is far stronger and more suitable to be Alpha Garrick’s mate and Luna than you, child.”

My sister stood from the chair and walked up to me. “I met him last year—on my eighteenth birthday. Alpha Garrick met me first, he fell in love with me first. Most of all, he promised me to be his Luna first!”

I shook my head and spit on my sister’s face. I shouted with all my heart, “If that’s the case then why did the Moon Goddess arrange us for fated mates?!”

My father let go of my hair. “Get out,” he whispered, his voice dripping with lethal calmness.

“I’m just telling the truth. Amber always take away the things that are rightfully mine like—like your love, father!”

“Love?” Alpha Talon grabbed my chin, his huge hand was one motion away from my throat to choke me.

I swallowed fear and anger swirling in my heart. I’ve made Alpha Talon angrier today than any of the past weeks.

“Get out of my house. Get out of my pack.”

“Father, I—”

“Get out of my life and never return. Do not bother returning to my pack or life—not even in your sister’s life—ever again!”

The door opened with a couple of servants bearing my things.

“Fine, Father,” I spoke the last word with such disdain. “Goodbye.” It was a farewell to a daughter to her father, and not a packmember to her Alpha.

 I didn’t bother throwing Amber a look, whom I’m pretty sure is smirking as hell.

Sighing with a heavy heart, though part of me was quite relieved, I gathered my things and vanished through the door I know I will never step again.

The air felt heavy and cold here in the Nightshade Pack's borders.

I was about to set foot in the forest when a female voice interrupted my thoughts.

“I’ve told you, Fiona girl. I always win.” Amber's victorious evil laugh echoed in my mind.

“You really mind-linked me to tell that? How pathetic of you not to brag right in my face.”

A few moments of silence spanned between us. It seems she broke a few glasses in a fit of rage at my words before replying to me.