I stared at Selene, but for a moment, I couldn’t find a single word to answer her. The garden suddenly felt too quiet. I could still hear the distant music coming from the hall, along with the laughter of pack members and the soft rustling of leaves above us, yet none of it seemed real anymore. All I could hear was the question repeating in my head. Have you ever looked at Kael and wished he was yours? “No,” I said. The answer came so quickly that I almost regretted it. Selene studied my face, and I forced myself to hold her gaze even though guilt was already twisting inside me. “No,” I repeated, more calmly this time. “He’s your fiancé. I’ve never looked at him that way.” It was a lie. And because Selene was my sister, I hated how easily I had said it. She didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she looked toward the brightly lit hall, where the voices of our pack continued as though nothing had changed. “I know what everyone thinks about me and Kael,” she said quietly. “We’ve b
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