“Good,” she says softly. “What did I tell you to always do when things get tough?”I swallow past the thick lump in my throat, my breathing coming out in short, uneven gasps.“You said I should always remain strong, even in the face of death. You said crying and worrying won’t solve the problem, but a calm and positive mind would think of a way forward.”She nods, smiling in satisfaction. “Good.” Her eyes brim with unshed tears. “You have to remain calm and positive, baby. This is going to be a tough phase for our family, but I promise you—we will come out of this stronger.”“Yes, Mama,” I murmur, my voice barely audible.Just then, the door slams open with such force that it seems like it might tear off its hinges. We snap our heads around to see Silas standing there, his jaw clenched tight.“The Alpha wants you in the courtyard now,” he says coldly. “It is time for your judgment.”I look back at Mom, my eyes wide as terror courses through me. I grip her hand tightly. “What—judgment,
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