Gianna didn't think. She lunged forward and grabbed the letter from the flames.Pain shot through her hand immediately. The fire bit into her palm, searing her skin.She pulled back, clutching what was left of the letter. Most of it was already ash. Only a corner remained, her father's signature barely visible."Luna!" Evelyn rushed forward. "Your hand—"Gianna stared at the burned paper in her palm, her eyes stinging.Cyrus watched from the doorway. Then he turned and left.Evelyn gently took Gianna's wrist. "Come. Let me treat this."In Gianna's room, Evelyn cleaned the burn and wrapped it in clean cloth. Her hands were gentle, her expression apologetic."The doorman gave it to him," Evelyn said quietly. "He saw the Highmoon seal and thought it was important correspondence for the Alpha. He didn't know it was personal. I'm so sorry, Luna. If I'd gotten to it first—""It's not your fault." Gianna's voice was flat."Still, I should have—""Evelyn. It's fine. I forgive you." She looked
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