Elara's POV
And beside her, pale and sick-looking, stands Daciana. Her dark eyes meet mine for just a second before she looks away, guilt written across her face.
“Sit,” Blackwood commands, gesturing to the empty chair beside Harper.
I move toward his desk but remain standing.
“What’s going on?”
“There’s been a change of plans,” he says, his voice deceptively calm.
My stomach clenches.
“What kind of change?”
“The Blue Crest Pack has agreed to the exchange. One female from our pack will be sent to mate with one of their warriors.” His gray eyes fix on me with evil pleasure. “That female will be you.”
The words stun me. For a moment, I can’t breathe.
“Me?” My voice comes out as a soft squeak. “But—but the decree said the strongest female. I don’t have any abilities. I can’t even
