Talia’s POVThe hall was silent now, the air thick with the stench of blood and death. My legs trembled, my body aching from the shift, my silver-grey fur gone, leaving me in a torn dress, human again but not the same. Rex’s words echoed in my head, heavy as stone: *You’re my cousin. My father’s sister’s daughter.* The mate bond I’d felt, that warmth in my chest, wasn’t love—it was blood, family, a duty I didn’t understand. I stood there, my hands shaking, the pack’s eyes on me, their awe and fear pressing like chains.I wanted to run, to escape the truth, but my feet wouldn’t move. Rex stood close, his red eyes watching me, raw with something I couldn’t name—guilt, maybe, or regret. His hand hovered near my arm, like he wanted to steady me, but I stepped back, my throat tight. “Don’t,” I said again, my voice sharper now, cutting through the silence.“Talia,” he started, his voice low, but a shout from the courtyard broke the moment. A pack member stumbled in, bloodied, his
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