Buried Secrets
418 Words
Leah felt like the air had been knocked out of her lungs.
An extinct bloodline?
She had spent her entire life being ignored, cast aside as an Omega, and now Logan was looking at her like she was something more. Something dangerous.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she forced out, shaking her head.
Logan didn’t look convinced.
“You’re lying.”
Leah’s jaw clenched. “I’m not. No one ever told me anything about my past. All I have is this pendant.”
Logan took a slow step closer, his eyes never leaving hers.
“That pendant isn’t just a piece of jewelry,” he said, his voice low. “It’s a mark of something bigger. Something that shouldn’t exist.”
Leah’s stomach twisted.
Logan was too calm. Too sure of himself.
“What do you know?” she asked.
He hesitated, his gaze flickering toward the trees, as if someone might be listening.
“This isn’t the place to talk about it,” he muttered. “Come with me.”
Leah narrowed her eyes. “Why should I trust you?”
A flicker of something crossed Logan’s face—annoyance, maybe, or something deeper.
“Because I might be the only one who can keep you alive.”
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The Alpha’s Office
Leah had expected Logan to take her somewhere private, but she hadn’t expected his office.
The moment they stepped inside, he shut the door and leaned against it, arms crossed.
“No one can hear us here,” he said.
Leah let out a slow breath. “Then talk.”
Logan studied her for a long moment before moving to a wooden chest in the corner. He pulled out an old, leather-bound book and tossed it onto his desk.
Leah frowned. “What is that?”
Logan flipped it open, running his fingers over the yellowed pages. He stopped at a faded illustration—one that made Leah’s blood run cold.
It was her pendant.
But not just that.
The symbol was surrounded by words she didn’t understand, except for one.
Moonborn.
Logan exhaled. “Your pendant isn’t just a relic. It’s proof.”
Leah’s heart pounded. “Proof of what?”
Logan looked up, his silver eyes dark with something unreadable.
“That you don’t belong to any ordinary pack.”
Leah swallowed. “Then where do I belong?”
Logan hesitated. Then, in a voice barely above a whisper, he said:
“To the lost royal bloodline.”
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