“You’re with a child,” the healer said. I smiled because I thought love had finally spared me.For years, I bled for him. Healed him. Kept him alive while he ruled. I believed loyalty would protect my family and secure my place at his side.The same night I learned I was pregnant, I found him in another woman’s arms. By morning, my parents were accused of treason. By dusk, they were dead.He rejected me before the pack. Called me useless.Cast me out while carrying his child.He thought betrayal would end me.But he didn’t know that what I carried in my womb is my hope and I will come back to claim my throne.