"Your mother was once my mate, my Luna, until your despicable father kidnapped and violated her," he bellowed, directing his anger towards me. "We discovered her on the verge of giving birth to you, with some of my pack members by her side," he continued, casting a disgusted gaze upon me. "Your father abducted her, and you became the tragic end to her life," he declared, rising from his seat and forcefully gripping my shoulder, bringing our faces uncomfortably close. "I hold no sympathy for those who refuse to name you, for you are insignificant. You possess no importance. You are merely an unfortunate mistake that should never have come into existence," he sneered, his spittle landing on my face. She emerged into the world through an act of violence, her birth stealing her mother's life away. Her own kin despised her, treating her cruelly and denying her a proper name. For eighteen years, she was known simply as "Girl," the only identity she ever knew. When her family, who should have provided care, found themselves trapped in dire financial straits, their desperate solution to the mess they had created was to send her to the Alpha's residence, where she would toil to repay their debts. The girl despised the role they assigned her and remained oblivious to the impending hardships that awaited her within the Alpha's home.