Ayla KorrTwo years.It was impressive how two words could sound like a sentence when spoken in front of fifteen people.“Two years, Luna Ayla.”Councilor Maelor rested both hands on the long table.I kept mine hidden in my lap.“Two years of marriage, several attempts, monitoring by healers, and no sign of an heir.”I knew.Believe me, I knew.I didn’t need him to list every month my blood had come. Every morning I had woken up and realized that, once again, my body had failed.Even so, I straightened my shoulders.“Yes, Councilor.”My voice came out steady.A small victory.Beside me, Darian didn’t move.He was sitting in the chair reserved for the Alpha, dressed in black, one hand resting on the arm of the carved wooden chair. It didn’t even seem as though that meeting concerned our marriage.My body.My inability.In the first year, it had been different.The first time the Council called me in to talk about the absence of a pregnancy, Darian interrupted before they could even fin
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