CHAPTER SIX.

ANDREA.

I stare out the carriage window as the guards open the gates of the Dark Claw Kingdom pack. The view is majestic, to say the least, with towering trees and tall buildings stretching as far as my eyes can see.

But, honestly, I couldn't care less about it. This is not the life I imagined for myself, but I have no choice but to accept it. My fate is sealed and my father will kill me if I refuse his orders.

"We're here," the masked bodyguard says, his voice breaking through my thoughts. He opens the door for me, and I nod before stepping out. I stand before the imposing mansion, feeling alone and abandoned, this is supposed to be my new home from now onwards.

The sheer size of the Dark Claw pack's territory is overwhelming. I stare at the strange faces present to welcome me, wondering which one of them I'm getting married to. There are eight men, all decked in black outfits, standing with an air of authority. I take a deep breath and steel myself for the introduction.

"Welcom