ELARA..The pregnancy test fell into the bathroom sink, two pink lines glaring up at me like an accusation.Positive.I gripped the porcelain edge, panic rising in my chest. I felt sick immediately. Four weeks since that night at the club. Four weeks since my entire world had transformed into impossible things: werewolves, mate bonds, Alpha Queens, and a sister who wanted me dead.And now this."Elara?" Rowan's voice came through the bathroom door, gentle but concerned. "You've been in there twenty minutes. Talk to me."I opened the door, with no word, handing him the test. His expression changed from confusion to understanding to something that looked almost like sorrow."Oh," he said softly. "Oh, Elara.""I can't be pregnant." The words came out, desperate. "I can't bring a child into this chaos. I don't even know what I am anymore, human, werewolf, queen. How can I be someone's mother when I don't know who I am?""Hey." Rowan guided me to the couch in his safe house. A modest apa
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