THIRD PERSON POV"There's a woman at the gate asking for the Queen."Kira said it from the doorway of Rebecca's study on a quiet Thursday morning, three weeks after everything with Seraphina had been closed and put away.Rebecca looked up from the land report she was reading. "Who is she?""She won't give her name," Kira said. "She says the Queen will know her when she sees her. Says they met when the Queen first arrived in the territory."Rebecca set the report down slowly. Something moved in her chest. Not recognition exactly. The feeling just before it — the feeling of something familiar pressing against a door from the other side."Bring her in," she said.Kira hesitated. "Should I inform the Alpha first?""No," Rebecca said. "Bring her in."The woman who walked into the study five minutes later was older. Sixty, perhaps more. Small in frame with grey threading through her hair and hands that had worked hard all their life. She moved with a slight slowness in her left leg but held
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