Darius stormed into the hall, his aura suffocating.
The entire pack went silent.
Lyanna froze, her hand still tangled in my torn dress.
"What the hell is going on?" Darius’s voice was low, but the growl in it sent shivers through the crowd.
Lyanna straightened, chin high. "She’s a liar. A fraud! She claims to be your mother."
Darius's gaze snapped to me. "Is that true?"
I wiped the blood from my lips. "Yes. I am your mother."
Gasps rippled through the room. Lyanna’s expression twisted in disbelief.
Darius took a step toward me. "Prove it."
I pulled out a pendant from under my ripped dress.
A silver wolf, identical to the one hanging around his neck.
His fingers curled into fists.
"Where did you get that?" His voice was dangerously soft.
"Your father gave it to me. When we
