—LYSANDRA-I stare into the vile eyes of the child I gave birth to on this day six years ago, bright blue eyes that once looked at me with adoration, are now glaring at me with fury and disgust. It looks like he’s about to spit on me. “I’m sorry.” I apologize, like I always do. It’s his birthday, I shouldn’t be mean. “I actually only wanted to give you this,” I rush my words. My fingers tremble around the little wooden horse.Henry’s furious breathing fills the corridor while my own chest struggles painfully for air. Slowly, I lift the gift toward him.“I made this for you,” I whisper.The anger on Henry’s face falters slightly in confusion.“It’s a horse,” I continue softly, forcing warmth into my voice despite the tightness in my throat. “You said one day, when you become Alpha, you would ask for a black war horse. So I carved one for you myself.”Hope flickers weakly inside me as he listens.“It took a while but—Henry shuts me up by snatching the wooden horse and smashing it on
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