Sonya/Sienna
The moment Erick left Blackrhorn, I set everything into motion.
He thought he could silence me by keeping me locked in this Manor, I had hidden long enough in Alan’s shadow.
He thought his crown and his soldiers were enough to hold me in place.
Foolish man.
He had no idea how quickly whispers could become daggers, how easily loyalty could shift when hearts and ears were bent the right way.
And I was very, very good at bending them.
He had no idea how well Sonya works at manipulating.
The pack had always been a restless body, one that craved attention, one that longed to be noticed by their rulers.
Sophia, the delicate little Queen draped in gold had walked among them with her quiet smiles and her head held high, as though her presence alone was gift enough. And y
