As the illegitimate offspring of Alpha Kris from the Dark Moon pack, my existence was a painful reminder of a dark past. My mother, a human slave, had been subjected to his brutal act 18 years ago. This tragic truth made me an outcast within my own family, a source of disgrace and shame. My siblings and I lived under different circumstances; they held power, while I was confined to a life of servitude. Secluded in the basement, I performed menial tasks like grooming Elly's lustrous hair each afternoon, pretending to be just another slave. It was during these daily routines that Elly, one of my half-sisters, would bellow my name, demanding my presence. Her commands echoed through the halls, marking the start of our shared routine. No one suspected the true connection between us – Elly, Maria, and I, bound by blood but living vastly different lives. As a hybrid unable to shift, my ability to hear their inner thoughts was both a curse and a torment, filled with their bitter words and disdain.
