"Spit it out. Tell me everything."I gave Logan’s sleeve a playful tug, my curiosity peaking. I probably looked like a pup begging for a scrap of meat, but I didn't care.Logan’s mouth thinned into a hard line, a shadow passing over his golden eyes. After a heavy, silent breath, he finally broke."My mother was born to a high-ranking lineage, but their territory was seized and their influence vanished almost overnight. She wasn't some rogue's plaything, despite the foul rumors the Lawson pack spread. My father... he claimed her by force. He used his status to overpower her, then branded her a mere 'concubine' to save his own reputation. Her spirit was broken, and her health was failing, so she couldn't reject the bond. That was how I was born."I tilted my head, searching his face. His voice was steady, but there was an icy, lethal edge to it. He’d left out the details of her passing—there was clearly a deeper, bloodier scar there—but I didn't push. I could sense that her memory was a
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