Allison's POV
I turned to look at him, surprised he would say that. I was pretty popular, and it seemed as if every wolf knew my story already, except I'm just assuming.
"What do you want to know about me?" I asked, managing a smirk.
"How you…what pushed you into the hands of Jackson, perhaps if I'm not prying," he replied, twisting his lips a little.
"It's a long story, but I'll tell you bits and pieces of it. Well, first off, I had known Jackson since I was a little kid.
He always fought with my brother for treating me harshly. His father worked with my father as militants protecting this kingdom, so we grew very fond of each other.
But we grew, and as we grew, things started to change. His father wanted more power than he already had, manipulating other wolves under my father against him.
When my father learned of the rebellion that was going on, he punished him by stripping him of his office and casting him away from our pack.
