Voices echoed down the hallway even before Alana sat down. “ Savanna, You’re blinded by pity,” Kayden’s father snapped. “She’s tearing this pack apart.” “And you Roland are blinded by your pride,” she fired back. “That girl is alone in a house full of wolves ready to eat her alive. You think that’s what leadership looks like? Abandoning your own when it’s convenient?” “She isn’t one of us,” he hissed. “She was never one of us. The only thing she brought here was shame.” “She brought Kayden peace,” she shot back. “Before all this, he loved her. That didn’t come from nowhere.” “Before all this,” he repeated, mocking, “she was stripping under colored lights and dancing on strange laps.” “She’s still a woman,” Kayden’s mother said, her voice quieter now, but no less fierce. “A woman carrying a child. You can raise your chin all you want, but I’m a mother. And I know, I feel it. Something’s not right about this whole pregnancy thing, Not with her.” A long silence followed. Then the
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