Tavian's POV
The door burst open.
My father, Alpha Alaric, filled the doorway with his broad shoulders and cold expression. My mother, Seraphina, stood beside him with her hand pressed to her chest and her eyes wide with concern. Behind them, several pack elders crowded the hallway with their wrinkled faces twisted in disapproval.
My stomach dropped to the floor.
Alicent's sobs grew louder and more theatrical. She stumbled toward my father with tears streaming down her face and her hands trembl
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