On the third day after losing my pup, I lay in the pack infirmary and stared at the gray ceiling.My belly, round with six months of hope only days earlier, was flat again.The daughter who used to kick beneath my ribs whenever the moon was full no longer had a heartbeat.In the room next door, a healthy pup had just been born. Relatives crowded the hallway with flowers, blankets, and charms blessed at the Moon Shrine. Their laughter slipped beneath my door.My mate and my son had visited me once in three days.Adrian had not ignored what Finn had done. In front of the pack healer, he removed the heir badge from Finn's collar, canceled six months of Alpha training, and ordered daily sessions with a child therapist."You lied to your mother and caused your sister's death," he told him. "This was not a prank."Finn finally cried, frightened by his father's anger."Aunt Vivienne said the baby would only go back to the Moon Goddess. She said Mom could have another one."Adrian's face chang
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