Hearing those words, the small flicker of guilt lingering in Zyan’s eyes vanished instantly.
"Alright. "I replied, making her innocent facade crack for a moment.
I agreed..not for her.
But because once, my brothers had been my shelter, my twin’s footsteps always half a breath behind mine, his hand reaching for mine whenever he was afraid.
Before bloodlines mattered, they had loved me without conditions. This would be my final farewell to those memories.
When we finally reached my childhood home, everyone was already seated.
Father didn’t look at me. My brothers didn’t greet me. Their attention solely belonging to Victoria.
"You shouldn’t strain yourself."bFather said gently, his voice softening in a way I barely recognized. "Especially in your condition."
Then, as if continuing a thought already settled in his mind, he said "Victoria was always a kind child…gentle and considerate. She would make a far better Luna."
Only then did his gaze flick toward me cold and already done.
"When Lianna ran away, I feared she would truly go astray. Alpha, we are grateful you took responsibility for this rebellious child."
Something cold slid down my spine.
The room stilled.