Bianca hated silence.
She never realized how much until she found herself trapped inside a prison cell.
Day after day.
Week after week.
Month after month.
Nothing but stone walls, metal bars, and her own thoughts.
The worst part wasn’t the confinement.
It was the humiliation.
The humiliation never stopped.
Every morning she woke up and remembered.
Remembered standing before the pack.
Remembered Markus looking at her with disgust.
Remembered everyone learning the truth.
The lies.
The manipulation.
The photographs.
The guard she bribed.
Everything.
Five years.
Five years she got away with it.
Five years she believed she had won.
Then it all came crashing down.
Now she was no longer Bianca, sister of the Alpha.
No longer respected.
No longer feared.
No longer importan
