Oops! Discovering my birthright as the heiress to a glamorous and wealthy family in New York City, the public frenzy surrounding the Merchettis has reached new heights. As Hayley, I ponder over Viola's question about werewolves, "Hayley, what do you know about these mythical creatures?" she asks, drawing me into a conversation I wasn't prepared for. "Well, I've heard they're humans who transform into wolves during specific times, maybe by choice, but I don't have much detail," I reply uncertainly. Suddenly, Da – Alpha – drops a bombshell, "What if I told you werewolves are real, and you're one?" My eyes widen in disbelief. "Wait, really? Werewolves change at eight, but I'm already twenty-eight," I clarify, trying to grasp this revelation. "Yes, repression is at play here. Your environment played a role, you missed out on being part of a pack. You were away from your natural surroundings," explains Viola. Silence settles as I absorb this information, biting my lip in disbelief. "So... I'm a werewolf?" "Yes, Hayley," comes the confirmation. And just when my life was turned topsy-turvy, another shock hits - finding out that I'm pregnant from a fleeting encounter, and the new Lycan King claims to be both my mate and the father of my child. Life couldn't get any crazier.
