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Chapter 141

The night was calm. The moon shone bright over the pack house, and everything looked peaceful. But inside Elara’s heart, it was not peaceful. She woke up feeling weak again. Her body was heavy, her legs shaky, and her head was full of heat. She pressed her hand on her belly and closed her eyes. She whispered to herself, “Moon goddess, please give me strength. Do not let anyone find out yet.” She stood slowly, walked to the mirror, and tried to fix her face so that no one would notice. But her eyes looked tired, and her cheeks looked pale. Mira entered the room with a small smile. She carried water in a cup. “My lady,” Mira said, “did you sleep well?” Elara forced a smile. “Yes, I did. Do not worry, Mira. I am fine.” But Mira looked at her face and shook her head. “You are not fine, my lady,” Mira whispered. “Your body looks weak. Tell me what is wrong.” Elara turned her back. “It is nothing, Mira. I only need rest. Please, do not ask again.” Mira sighed

Chapter 142

The night was quiet. Elara lay on her bed, her body weak, her eyes heavy. Mira had fallen asleep on a chair beside her, but Elara was still awake. Her heart was restless, her mind full of questions. Slowly, her eyes closed, and she drifted into sleep. In the dream, the moon shone bright above her. The light was so strong it covered the whole land. A soft wind blew, and a figure stepped out of the light. It was the Moon Goddess. Her gown flowed like water, her face calm and full of power. “Elara,” the Moon Goddess said, her voice gentle but strong. Elara fell to her knees. “My goddess… why have you come to me?” The Moon Goddess touched her head softly. “Because you carry a gift. The child in your womb is not ordinary. This child will carry my mark.” Elara gasped, her hand on her belly. “My child?” “Yes,” the Moon Goddess said. “This child will grow with strength, wisdom, and fire. But danger will follow too. Many will rise to destroy what you carry. You must prote

Chapter 143

The sun rose gently over the pack house. The morning looked peaceful, but danger was already near. At the main gate, a man stood with torn clothes and dust on his face. He looked weak and hungry, his hair messy like he had been on the road for many days. It was the spy Lucian had sent, but no one knew. The guard frowned at him. “Who are you? What do you want?” The man bowed low, his voice weak. “Please, kind Alpha’s men… I am homeless. Rogues destroyed my family. I have no food, no shelter. Please, give me a chance to serve in this house. I will do anything,, anything you want me to do, I will do it even if I will have to wash the Alpha feet'Je said while bowing The guards looked at each other. One of them said, “He looks harmless. The Alpha always tells us to help the weak.” Another guard sighed. “Fine. But he must work hard. Take him to the servants’ house.” The spy smiled inside his heart, but outside he looked tired and broken. “Thank you, thank you,” he said,

Chapter 144

The morning was busy in the pack house. Servants moved everywhere, carrying food, cleaning the halls, and preparing for the elders’ visit. The new servant, the spy, worked quietly among them. He carried water, swept the floor, and bowed to everyone he met. On the outside, he looked like a humble, weak man. But inside, his eyes were sharp, and his ears were always listening. ---When Mira passed by, she saw him bending under the heavy load of firewood. “Be careful,” Mira told him. “Do not hurt yourself. You look weak.” The man forced a small smile. “Do not worry, kind lady. I can manage. I am grateful to serve here.” Mira nodded, feeling pity. She even told another servant to share extra food with him. The spy bowed again, but in his heart he laughed. “These people are too soft. They trust too easily. This will be easier than I thought.” ---By noon, Elara was sitting in the hall with Damien. She looked pale again, her body weak. Damien noticed and whispered, “Ela

Chapter 145

The morning came with bright sunlight, but the air inside the pack house was not calm. The new servant—the spy—moved slowly, carrying a broom in his hand. His eyes watched everyone, but no one paid much attention. He had only one goal: to study the people close to Elara, to know who was weak and who could be used. ---Mira walked into the hall, holding a tray of food. She was smiling as always, her steps light, her heart pure. The spy lowered his head and greeted her, “Good morning, kind lady.” Mira nodded kindly. “Good morning. You are new here, yes?” “Yes,” he answered softly, forcing a weak smile. “I am grateful for the Alpha’s kindness. Without this pack, I would have died in the streets.” Mira felt pity. “Do not worry. You are safe now. Just work hard, and the Alpha will always protect you.” The spy bowed again, but in his heart he was laughing. *So this one is kind and soft. Easy to deceive. But she loves Elara too much. I must be careful not to push too har

Chapter 146

The next day began quietly. The sun rose, birds sang, and the pack yard was busy with servants moving around. But inside the hearts of some, it was not peaceful. The spy worked with his broom as always, moving slowly, pretending to be weak. But his eyes never stopped watching. He was waiting for the right moment. ---Later that morning, Aria walked into the garden. She carried a basket of flowers, but her face was heavy. She did not look happy. The spy followed behind her, pretending to carry firewood. When they were alone, he spoke softly. “My lady, forgive me. But I can see pain in your eyes. You do not look happy again today.” Aria stopped and turned. “You again? Why do you keep looking at me?” The spy bowed quickly. “Because I know what it means to hide pain. I see it in you. I know you do not like Lady Elara.” Aria’s lips trembled. She wanted to deny it, but her chest was full of fire. Finally, she whispered, “Yes. I hate her. She took everything from me.”

Chapter 147

The morning was bright, but Aria’s heart was not. She stood in front of the mirror, staring at her own face. Her eyes were red from crying all night. She whispered to herself, “Why do I feel this way? Why can’t I stop thinking about what he said?” Her hands shook as she remembered the spy’s voice: *Elara is weak. This is your chance.* Aria pressed her chest hard. “No! I cannot harm her. She was my friend. We grew together. We laughed together. How can I think of hurting her?” But another voice in her heart whispered: *She stole Damien. She stole Kael. She stole everything from you.* Her tears fell again. “Yes… she did steal everything. And now I am left with nothing.” ---Later that day, Aria went to the garden. She saw Elara sitting with Mira. They were laughing softly together, as if there was no pain in the world. Elara’s face, even though pale, was still beautiful. She smiled as Mira told her a small story about the servants. Aria stood far, watching. Her h

Chapter 148

The night was dark. The torches in the pack yard burned low, and most of the pack members had gone to sleep. But in her chamber, Clara was not sleeping. She stood by the window, her eyes glowing with anger. Her hands pressed against the cold stone. “They laugh. They eat. They smile. And I sit here with fire in my chest,” she whispered. She thought of Elara again—always smiling, always loved, always safe. Clara’s lips twisted. “I will never let her live in peace. I will break her joy with my own hands.” ---The spy walked quietly in the hallway below. He carried a bucket, pretending to do servant work, but his ears caught Clara’s voice. He stopped. He looked up at the window where her shadow moved. His heart trembled. “That woman…” he whispered. “She is not like the others. She is darker than night itself.” The spy remembered when he first came to the pack, pretending to be homeless. He thought he would use Aria because she was weak with jealousy. But Clara—Clar

Chapter 149

The morning came slow. The sun rose, but the pack yard was not full of laughter. The air felt heavy, like a storm waiting to break. Elara sat outside with Mira. Her face looked pale again, and her hands shook as she held a cup of water. Mira tried to smile but her heart was full of worry. “My lady,” Mira said softly, “you must rest more. Your body is not strong.” Elara forced a smile. “I will be fine, Mira. Do not worry too much. Just stay close to me.” Mira nodded, but her eyes kept watching Elara’s every move. She could feel something was wrong, but she dared not push her lady too hard. ---Inside the meeting hall, Damien sat with Elder Marcus and Kael. His face was tight, his hand on the table. “Strange things are happening,” Damien said. “The water was poisoned. Rogues are moving closer. And now Elara is weak often. I do not like this.” Elder Marcus stroked his beard. “The pack must be careful. I say we call the healer for Elara. If she is sick, the healer will know.

Chapter 150

The night air was cool, but Elara felt hot inside. She lay on her bed, weak and tired. Mira sat close by, fanning her slowly with a small cloth. “My lady,” Mira whispered, “you must tell Alpha Damien. He worries for you every day. If you are sick, he can help.” Elara turned her face away. “No, Mira. Not now. Please. If Damien knows, everyone will know. I am not ready.” Mira sighed. She wanted to argue, but she loved Elara too much to press her more. She only whispered, “I will stay with you. I will not leave you alone.” Elara held Mira’s hand and closed her eyes. Her heart was heavy, but she stayed silent. ---In the council room, Damien sat with Elder Marcus again. The fire burned low, casting shadows on the walls. “I feel danger,” Damien said. “Not only from rogues outside, but also from someone close. There is a traitor among us.” Elder Marcus nodded slowly. “I feel the same. But who? Everyone eats together, works together. But still, something is wrong.” Damien’s e

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