Chapter 77

• We got into Nina's fancy Mercedes as she drove us to a club located far from our pack. I still didn’t know the name, as she said it was going to be a surprise. I hated surprises because they never ended well.
• If my dad found out that I had snuck out of the pack without a warrior escorting me and without notifying him, I’d be grounded for life—or worse, beheaded. Literally.
• My father never wanted me exposed to the world. When I was fifteen, he slapped me across the face when I barged into his office, insisting I be trained as a warrior or accompany him on his tax collection trips. He told me a she-wolf could never be an Alpha—it was an abomination—and he wouldn’t let his only daughter embarrass him. That was the beginning of my fairy tale: a Luna locked in a castle.