AUTHOR'S POV The Silvermoon Pack hospital smelled of sterile silver solution and old blood, masking the heavy scent of distress radiating off the gathered wolves.Kyle, Beta of the Crestfall Pack, offered a razor-thin, mocking smile to Elder Jackson, the former Alpha of the Silvermoon lineage."Elder Jackson, aren't you worried?" Kyle leaned against the cold wall, his voice laced with smooth velvet. "What if she really is carrying an heir? “Her rogue weakness already leaves her blood sugar dangerously low, and drawing blood now could harm your great-grandchild. “It’s just a scent-and-blood test. It can wait till tomorrow. Let her rest today, okay?"Elder Jackson glared at me, his milky, aged eyes flashing with the cold gold of a ruthless Alpha. "Stop pretending, girl. It's just a blood test, not an extraction of your wolf's core."Sophia, a low-ranking She-wolf who had spent weeks trying to claw her way into the inner circle, stomped her foot on the tile. "Elder Jackson, she's co
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