Lyra’s POVFreya’s gaze snapped up sharply. “Do you have any proof?”“Well, not yet, at least,” I admitted, my voice steady despite the knot in my stomach. “But I’m certain someone is altering Alpha Kieran’s messages. I noticed the first two letters didn’t arrive the way they were sent. Some parts were burnt at the edges, and entire lines were missing, as if deliberately scorched away. At first, I concluded it was just the raven’s clumsiness during flight, the harsh winds or clumsy talons damaging the parchment. But right now, after piecing it together, I’m absolutely certain it’s sabotage…” I trailed off, suddenly recalling something.“I remember something very vital now. The ink on that letter—had carried a faint, unmistakable smell of roses.”Freya stiffened immediately upon hearing that. Her eyes narrowed, processing the word. “Roses?”My own eyes widened as the realization hit me full force, sending a chill down my spine. “That’s Lady Seraphina’s scent.”Freya sprang to her feet
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