LYRA'S POVI made it to the servant's stairwell before the sobs came.They hit me like a wave, violent and wrenching, tearing out of my chest in gasps that echoed off the stone walls. I collapsed on the steps, arms wrapped around myself, trying to hold the pieces together.They didn't believe me.The words played on repeat in my head. *Tests can be faked. Money. Status. You're lying. Prove it.*I pressed my hand to my stomach, feeling nothing but my own skin, but knowing that beneath it, something precious and fragile was growing.Something they didn't want.How long I sat there, I didn't know. Minutes. Hours. Time felt meaningless.Eventually, the tears dried up. The sobs became quiet hiccups, then nothing at all.In their place came something else.Clarity.I couldn't stay here. Not in a pack that had already decided I was a liar. Not with three alphas who would rather deny their own child than face the consequences of one drunken night.Not where every hallway, every room, every co
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