Chapter Thirteen Her presence lit the room effortlessly, her laughter folding into the Alpha’s like they were one breath, and one being. And when she spoke, her voice was silk; quiet, steady, and full of warmth that made even the coldest warriors soften.And for some reason, Eileen had thought of her own mother.Not because they looked the same. But because they felt the same. That same grace. That same effortless elegance that didn’t need jewels to shine. Her mother would have loved this moment. Would have smiled with that quiet pride that filled a room more than applause ever could. She used to speak of wedding days like they were dreams wrapped in satin. She used to say to her, ‘When the day comes, you will walk like royalty, and your dress will look like it was sewn from the stars.’She had believed her because of how beautiful she was and how happy she was with her father. She believed her because of Callister's mother, though she had died shortly after the day she saw her and
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