Talia.The packhouse had finally gone quiet by the time my mother came to my room.Hours earlier, the halls had been crowded with elders, guards, servants, and pack members, all eager to catch a glimpse of the child Denver had finally acknowledged publicly, but now the excitement had faded into silence, leaving behind only the occasional distant footstep and the low crackling sound of the fire burning near the far wall of my room.I stood in front of the mirror slowly removing my earrings, my fingers still slightly unsteady from exhaustion.Everything hurt.My body still felt weak from the labor, from the blood loss, from the fear that had sat so heavily inside my chest these past few months that sometimes it felt difficult to breathe around it.But tonight, beneath all of that exhaustion, there was relief.Relief so overwhelming it almost made me lightheaded.Denver had accepted Alec.Not reluctantly.Not cautiously.Completely.I had seen it happen the moment he touched him.The ent
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