ELAINE.I'd spent years being accused of things I actually did, which was why Lia's frightened expression bothered me more than Killian's immediate suspicion. The little girl's eyes widened whenever she looked at me, and something cold twisted in my stomach. I'd faced angry Alphas, interrogations, and Hawthorne's worst rages, but the fear in this child's eyes felt different. It felt undeserved, and somehow that made it hurt more.Killian moved between us immediately, protective and ready for anything. "Lia, it's okay. Stay with me. Don't force yourself to feel anything."Claude was already calling for Aldric, his voice low and urgent over the comm. Lia refused to look at me again. She pressed herself harder against the wall, her small hands tightly clenched. "The connection hurts differently from the Council guard," she whispered.I couldn't stop myself from asking. "What does that mean, Lia? Tell me what you feel."Killian cut me off sharply. "Do not speak to her. Not another word."
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