“Miss Nightingale, are you certain you want us to stage your death in three days?” the elder from the Silver Coast Temple asked gravely.It happened to be the Moon Blessing Festival, the most important day of the year for every werewolf pack.The wind came howling straight at me. I closed my eyes and let the tears slide down my face.“Yes,” I said. “I'm certain.”The elder fell silent for a long moment before letting out a low sigh.“Who would have thought Miss Nightingale, once treasured by Alpha Kaiden and Beta Soren, would be pushed this far by an adopted Omega?”“Still, now that you've made up your mind, I hope you make the most of these last few days with your family.”I watched him leave and stood there for a long moment.My cheek still ached from the force of Kaiden shoving me aside after Lia, the outsider Omega my brother had adopted, tearfully accused me of coating her utensils with silver poison.“Three days left,” I murmured. “After that, we probably won't see each other aga
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