Ruby
The ride back to the palace was silent.
Not the comfortable kind of silence but the kind thick with unanswered questions, heavy with the weight of something I wasn’t ready to face.
Manson sat beside me in the carriage, his body tense, his golden eyes watching me. He hadn’t spoken since we left the battlefield, but his frustration was palpable.
I knew he wanted to talk. I knew he wanted answers.
But so did I.
Darius’s words kept playing in my head. You were never meant to be an Omega.
What the hell did that even mean?
I clenched my fists in my lap, trying to steady my breathing.
But my wolf was restless. She had been silent for so many years, and now, she was awake, pacing inside me, whispering things I didn’t understand.
Remember.
I squeezed my eyes shut. Remember what?
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