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WHISPERS WITH TEETH

Author: Sina Kadiri
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-28 18:58:49

Elara POV

I learned quickly that silence did not mean peace. It meant waiting.

The morning after the mark, the corridor felt wrong the moment I stepped into it. The air itself seemed alert, stretched tight, as if it were listening. Servants moved more carefully around me, their steps quieter than before. Some bowed too deeply. Others avoided me entirely, turning corners too fast, pretending not to see me.

No one met my eyes.

The mark rested cool and still against my wrist, hidden beneath the long sleeve of my dress. But I felt it anyway, aware, attentive, as if it were reading the room before I did.

I told myself it was imagination.

That lie lasted until breakfast.

The dining hall was already half full when I entered. Alphas sat in clusters, their voices low, their scents sharp with unease. A few glanced up as I crossed the threshold. Conversations paused.

Not stopped. Paused.

Like a breath being held.

I chose a seat near the window, my movements steady, my posture straight. Kael was
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