Freya’s POV“Mom…” I called softly, my voice barely escaping through the lump in my throat.The door to their room was half open, and I froze when I heard the argument tearing through the silence.“How the hell did that happen?” my father’s voice roared, shaking the walls. Something crashed against the table, making me flinch.“We both know what happened!” my mother yelled back, her tone trembling between fury and heartbreak. “She’s wolfless, and that’s why he rejected her!”My breath caught. The words felt like another rejection — louder, crueler — echoing straight through my chest.I took a hesitant step closer, the wooden floor creaking beneath my feet. Through the narrow gap in the door, I could see my mother pacing, fingers tangled in her hair, tears glistening down her cheeks.“Well, you gave birth to her,” my father snapped, slamming his fist onto the table again. “She’s your daughter. If anyone’s to blame for this shame, it’s you—for giving birth to a wolfless girl!”His words
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