Darius's POV Liora arrived twenty minutes later. Her golden hair was disheveled, tangled from sleep. She wore a nightgown beneath her robe, and her feet were bare. The guards must have dragged her straight from bed. "Darius," she said, her voice trembling. "What is this? Why am I—" "Sit down." She saw Sonia standing in the corner. Her face went pale, then red. "Whatever she told you, it's a lie." "I said sit down." She sat. I didn't. I stood over her, arms crossed, letting the silence stretch until I could see her pulse hammering in her throat. "Sonia tells me you are not the heir of Eclipse Pack," I said. "That Elara is. And that you knew this all along." Liora's lips parted. No sound came out. "Tell me the truth," I said. "Or I will hand you over to the warriors and let them extract it from you. You know what they're capable of. You've ordered them to do worse to others." Tears spilled down her cheeks. "Please. Darius. I love you. Everything I did, I did for us." "Tell
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