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The year I was at my most starry-eyed, I gave up my chance to study overseas. Over my parents' furious objections I married my boyfriend and took in the abandoned baby he'd picked up off the side of the road. From that day on I poured everything I had into that household and into raising that child. Thirty years of it. And just when our son was grown and settled and I thought I might finally get to breathe, I was diagnosed with a terminal illness. The treatment cost a fortune. I was about to reassure my husband and my son that I had the money. Instead, they got angry. "What do you mean, your money? That's this family's money. This disease is a bottomless pit. You could throw everything

"I'll give you another chance. Are you sure you won't tell the truth?" "What do you mean?" A wave of unease washed over Yollanda. "When I was checking WhatsApp earlier, I accidentally took a screenshot. Would you like to see it?" Yollanda went pale. "You took a screenshot? Why would you do that?" Yaslyn replied casually, waving her phone. "It's just a precaution against denial. So, do you want to see it? When I looked earlier, it still had your name on it." "Fine, I admit it. I did it."

He can't die like this. “What are you talking about?” the old alpha asks, narrowing his glare on me. “Rafael is a rogue, there's no question about it. He must be eradicated.” “He's not though,” I insist. “And I have the papers here to prove it. I have these records saying that Raphael’s grandfather was the old alpha.” “That's absurd,” the old alpha growls. “There's no way he's related to an alpha. He's a rogue, and the challenge was unjust.”

He was now watching Dante’s face instead, as if the truth he needed wasn’t written on paper but hidden in reaction. Finally, Dante lowered the document slightly. “This…” Dante exhaled quietly, almost to himself, “this is not real.” Jem blinked. “What do you mean it’s not real?” Dante looked back down at it once more, then placed it carefully on the table as though it was something contaminated. “I mean exactly what I said,” Dante replied. His voice remained controlled, but something underneath it had sharpened. “I have never seen this before. It does not come from any council archive I know.”