Amira’s POV.“She’s not a normal pup, that one,” Trudy was saying, adjusting her apron with unnecessary flair. “The chandelier fell right above the Alpha’s table! It’s bad luck, I tell you. She’s a bad luck.”The others murmured in agreement. I clenched the railing, trying not to explode, my nails digging into the polished oak.“Do your jobs,” I said sharply, stepping into the hall. Every head snapped up. Trudy flinched, but her mouth twisted in false humility.“Of course, Miss Henss,” she said, dipping her head mockingly. “Just… expressing concern. The staff were frightened, you know.”“Then maybe they should learn to mind their business instead of gossiping about a child.” My tone came out lower, colder than I intended. “If I hear another word about my daughter, Trudy, you will be expressing concern from outside these gates. Do you understand?”Her lips pressed tight, and the others quickly scattered.Behind me, Fiona approached quietly. She had learned how to move like silence itse
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