The Alpha’s Betrayed Mate
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“Easy, child. Don’t move too fast.”
It was Mira, the pack healer, with her gentle presence. Her wrinkled face softened as she crouched beside the bed, exuding the comforting scents of sage and ancient magic. Her silver hair was tied back with strips of linen, still stained by blood, a testament to her enduring dedication.
“Please,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Tell me...did I lose...”
“You almost did,” she said gently, pressing her hand against my wrist to still me. “You and the little one both. But you’re strong, Aria. Stronger than you know. The Moon Goddess must have been watching over you. The heartbeat is faint… but it’s there.”
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