The room felt smaller with every word.
“According to the ancient laws,” Morgana went on, “the bearer of that mark stands above Alpha rank, above pack borders, above the political structures our kind has built. It is a symbol of authority that cannot be challenged.”
I released the chair and straightened, pressing my palms flat against the vanity. The face in the mirror looked composed. I made sure of that. Whatever was happening beneath my ribs was mine alone — no one else would ever see it. "You're certain."
Morgana's expression didn't change. "I have walked this earth for over two centuries," she said. "I know the Star-Mark when I see it. And her pups? They have already begun manifesting. One can sense deception. Another shows visions. The third…" She lowered her voice, as though the w
