“The Luna?” she let out a cold laugh.
“Do you really think the Alpha would hide his Luna in some forgotten den like this?”
“With only one servant?No guard. No ceremony. No court. No witness.”
She leaned closer.“If you’re trying to scare us,at least make up something believable.”
She gestured toward my stomach.
“A mutt who slept with a patrol guard daring to call her bastard whelp the Alpha’s heir?”
“Do you have any idea how suicidal that sounds?”
Then she turned sharply to the others.
“Strip her.I want to see for myself just how filthy a she-wolf looks after spreading for a guard.”
Grins spread across their faces.Hands reached for me.
I had always chosen seclusion in the inner den myself —to escape politics,to avoid rivalry,to protect this life inside me.
This quiet was meant to be safety.Willow was the only one I kept.
She had followed me since I was a girl.I thought it was enough.
I thought his promise was enough.
Stay here.No one will touch you.I swear it on my blood.
That was what he whispered every time his hand rested on my stomach.
As if the world itself would break if this child did.
But now…That decision,that trust,had become their excuse to doubt my very existence.