Melody
The air in the chamber was heavy with silence. Derek sat across from me, his fingers laced together, his sharp eyes scrutinizing every word I had just spoken. The weight of my revelation hung between us like a storm cloud ready to unleash its fury. I could see the thoughts racing through his mind, the pieces of the puzzle shifting into place.
Zoraya was my daughter.
Elena was Estrella’s.
And Mallory stood on the brink of war.
Derek leaned back in his chair, exhaling deeply. “This changes everything.”
“I know,” I said quietly.
His jaw clenched as he processed the information, his grip tightening on the arms of his chair. “If Zoraya is your daughter, she is the rightful princess of both Mallory and Dark Flame.” His gaze met mine, unreadable yet heavy with unspoken thoughts. “Do
