Lyric Adams pov “Bring her to my room,” Willow asserted to Victor, then added, “I can help her more than the doctor at the infirmary can.” I watched her through narrowed eyes. My soul had retreated, and my heart was heavy in my chest from Camden's harsh words. Stopping in the kitchen, Willow scurried around, grabbed different ingredients, and began putting them into a cup. She quickly made a concoction, and after stirring it, she held it out to me and told me to drink it. Refusing it, I covered my face with my arm. “Just let me die, I have nothing to live for,” I said softly, and Willow glared at me in Victor's arms. My wolf, Ojani, was annoyed with my words but remained silent. Facing me, Willow gripped my wrist and turned the brand there for me to see. “Lyric! The Crescent Moon brand is whole and means that you are a Luna,” she asserted as I covered it with my hand and shook my head. “I'm an omega slave,” I retorted, making her huff. “You're a moonless shifter, Lyr
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