The Alpha's Quiet Mate
“We can’t let her in. The Elders won’t allow it. The Alpha wouldn’t want this. You know that, Beta.”
“I know,” I said, jaw tight. “Just tell me, can you confirm if she’s pregnant?”
Mira blinked. “She’s what? Pregnant?”
“Pregnant?” Astrid echoed, stepping closer, eyes locked on Lilith’s battered form. “Are you sure?”
“I’m not,” I said. “That’s why I called Mira.”
Mira moved in, crouching beside Lilith with practiced caution. She placed her hand gently on Lilith’s lower abdomen, then closed her eyes, channeling a soft surge of healing energy just beneath the surface. A few seconds passed.
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