The warmth was a shock, a stark contrast to the rain-soaked pavement I'd expected to be my final resting place. My body ached, but I was alive. Not on the street, but in a bed, in a room that shimmered with understated luxury. Sleek furniture, soft sheets that felt like nothing I’d ever touched.

I’d made it. The Full Moon Pack’s limo, the one that should have run me over, had brought me here instead. I was at the Alpha King’s estate. It had to be. A woman in a simple white uniform entered, her voice pulling me from my thoughts. “You’re awake!” she said, her words followed by the tantalizing scent of meat.

My stomach growled in immediate protest. “Where am I?” I managed, my voice raspy. I prayed to the Moon Goddess I wasn't wrong. "In the home of Alpha King Candido," she replied, setting a tray piled with food before me. "Best eat quickly. He’ll be done with his call soon and up to see you after."

I devoured the meal, tears stinging my eyes, a mix of gratitude and terror swirling within me. Rumors painted Candido as a bloodthirsty tyrant. What would he want from me? What would happen now?