TRAPPED BY THE ALPHA WHO HATES ME
I was in my basement room, I lay in the dark and tried not to think about the fact that Jade hadn’t accused me, that Noah had defended me, that something fundamental in the Pack’s perception was shifting…slowly, quietly, but inevitably.
Later that night, long after the healer had taken the boy away and the kitchens had emptied, I caught movement from the shadowed corridor near the archives.
Luna Marie stood alone by a small brazier used for burning waste. She fed a single page from an old leather palace ledger into the flames.
She watched it burn without blinking.
The paper curled, blackened, turned to ash that fell onto the stone floor like snow.
She rotated the silver signet ring on her fi
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