Chapter 11

• The beginning of trust
• Miranda shook from the chilling cold in her prison cell, this was literally the worst night of her life, with the only company she had to keep here being the rats and cockroaches that inhabited this dark and cold cell, she wasn’t even given a blanket. How cruel could these silver wolves be? She wondered.
• Don’t worry, it’s just three days, it will be all over after then, she tried convincing herself, but it was not working. She didn’t know which was worse; letting alpha Damian kill her or going back to marry alpha Walden after everything that had happened. Even though she didn’t like the latter, it sounded much better than dyeing a gruesome death and leaving her people behind to suffer.