An hour later, I stood like a lamb that was about to be slaughtered.That was the only comparison my mind could come up with as I stood in the Alpha’s vast living room, my hands clasped tightly in front of me, my back stiff, my chin raised only because pride refused to let me bow.The Alpha sat opposite me, relaxed, powerful, unreadable.Beside him was my mother—my soon-to-be-stepped-down mother, if I was being honest. She sat straighter than I’d ever seen her sit in her life, hands folded in her lap, eyes lowered like she was afraid to meet his gaze for too long.And me?I was being studied.Scrutinized.Judged.“So,” he finally said, his voice calm, deep, commanding without effort. “She doesn’t have a wolf?”The question hit me like a slap.I stared at my mom in disbelief.She told him.She actually told him.My chest tightened as I shot her a glare sharp enough to cut glass.“Yes,” I said before she could speak again, my voice coming out sharper than intended. “Do you have any prob
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