Janie CraneThe news reached me through my personal maid that Lori was in a coma. The twins had survived. And Silas....my Silas... had lost his Alpha title and was preparing to fight for it in the traditional trials."How terribly unfortunate," I said, setting down my teacup, and a small smile spread across my face. "For her, I mean."The maid, a mousy little thing named Elara who had been with me since before the miscarriage, nodded eagerly. "It's all over the pack, Luna. They're saying she might not wake up at all."I savored the information. "That sounds really beautiful, doesn't it?""Terrible," Elara agreed.I rose from my chair and walked to the window. Outside, the pack grounds stretched toward the treeline, golden in the afternoon sun. It should have been mine forever. The title, the land, the respect... All of it, slipping through my fingers because my body had betrayed me."You know what the worst part is?" I said quietly. "Even now, Silas still loves her. Even after everyth
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