Liena’s POV Kael did not move for a long moment. When he finally spoke, his voice was low, almost too controlled. “Is there nothing we can do? No treatment? No way to reverse it?” The doctor shook his head slowly, folding his hands together again on the desk. “I wish I had better news, Mr. Kael. The damage was too severe by the time we found it. This is permanent.” I watched Kael’s face closely. To anyone else in that room, he probably looked calm, maybe even cold, the same unreadable mask he wore in pack meetings and negotiations. But I had known him long enough, had stood beside him through enough hard moments, to see the small things underneath it. The way his jaw tightened just slightly. The way his hands, resting on his knees furiously, curled into the fabric of his trousers like he needed something to hold onto. His mate and lover could not give him a child. Not now. Not ever. And there was nothing his strength, his title, or his money could do to change that. I broke
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