~Storme~{SIX MONTHS LATER}Six months had passed. Six months of silence, of planning, of indulging Karen and Marcellus. I had changed in those months. I was no longer the frightened girl who once wept in her room. I had buried that version of myself. What remained now was colder, sharper, unbending. My belly had grown heavy with life, but instead of slowing me, it strengthened me. Each day I looked in the mirror and reminded myself that this child was my purpose, my weapon, and my shield.As usual, the palace was never without rumors. Some said the alpha king was cursed, that his coughing fits and frail body were signs of a dark force. Others said it was me, that my blood carried rot and witchcraft, and that I drained him with every breath I took. I did not defend myself. Why should I? The fear in their eyes gave me more power than their approval ever could.Grace brushed the last strands of my hair, which I’d grown out to shoulder length, into place and braide
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