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Chapter 10: The Mirror and the Truth

Author: Valencia Robertson
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-08 00:38:56

[RHIANNON]

The communal kitchen smelled like bread and woodsmoke.

I slipped inside before dawn, the way I used to at Bloodstone—head down, invisible, useful. Routine felt safer than thinking. Safer than replaying Melissa's words from last night or the way Kael had watched me from the training grounds all week without saying a word.

His scent saturated every corner of the packhouse—clinging to the hallways, the furniture, and the air itself. Haunting me like a truth I was too afraid to touch.

The kitchen was already humming with activity. Omegas moved between stations, chopping vegetables, kneading dough, and stirring pots that bubbled over open flames. I found an empty cutting board and started on carrots without being asked.

No one acknowledged me. That was fine. Easier this way.

Melissa's voice replayed in my head anyway. "Kael belongs to me. He always has. You're just a charity case he'll tire of eventually."

I'd kept silent then. Not because I agreed, but because I didn't see myse
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