Prologue
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For my gran, who was a light in the dark for many in our family and taught us all to love and how we deserve to be loved. Rest in peace and love
Nike Blackwood
I resemble my father more than I care to admit, from his pale blond hair to his cold green eyes. Eyes that he turned cold from a young age. Too young. He was an abusive husband and a cruel father, but he was a great leader and Alpha until he lost his mind.
As the oldest of his four daughters, I took the brunt of his cruelty. He tried to break my spirit, but I stood strong. Our mother taught us that everyone should be treated equally, no matter their gender, and that a true leader is always fair and just. Begrudgingly, my father saw that the alpha blood was strong in me. He started my alpha training when I was 12 years old and I did better than he ever imagined a female could.
But that didn’t stop him from wanting a son, the “rightful heir” to the Blackwood Pack as he said every time I did something wrong. No matter how small the error or how hard I tried, I was never good enough.
He kept what was happening in our home private and no one suspected the truth until he went too far one day.
My youngest sister, Eris, had just turned two a week before when the pack doctor informed my parents that my mother would not be able to bare more pups. My father was furious that he would not have a son. The abuse and cruelty increased and soon there wasn’t a day that went by that I wasn’t picking my mom up and treating her wounds.
The pack started to sense their Alpha’s anger and noticed their Luna was no longer interacting with them. My father’s leadership suffered. He became tyrannical and pushed me harder than ever.
Sometimes too hard.
But still my mother smiled and told me how proud she was of me. Of all her girls. Because we were stronger than our father thought we were. My mother taught us what was really important in life.
Happiness. Compassion. Honesty. Loyalty. Love.
But I don’t believe in love. How could I when my world was shattered because love wasn’t enough? My parents were mates and mates are supposed to love each other.
If love was as good and powerful as Mom said, why did my father kill her in a fit of rage?
