The moment I pushed open the doors to the intensive care unit, the sterile smell of disinfectant hit me.My mother, Freda, lay on the bed, an oxygen mask covering her face.The once proud and powerful Luna of the Silver Moon pack looked withered and frail.At the sound of my footsteps, her eyes shot open. Tears instantly streamed from their corners.“Harper…” she rasped, her hand reaching out for me.I took a single, cold step back, out of her reach.Her hand froze in mid-air before she covered her face and broke down into ragged sobs.“Harper, I’m so sorry… I didn’t know it was Wolfsbane! I just wanted to weaken you for a day! I thought you were so strong, that one missed opportunity wouldn’t matter, that you’d bounce back… I never, ever wanted to kill you!”I just watched her.“So let me get this straight. As long as it's not lethal, poisoning your own daughter is okay?”Her crying stopped abruptly. Her face went white. She had no answer.My father, Hector, stood nearby, his eyes red
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