Ava's POV
Luna Clara’s voice faltered mid-sentence. Her expression changed as realization dawned on her.
Her body swayed.
“Grandma!” I lunged forward, catching her before she could fall, my arms wrapping around her fragile frame.
Her scent spiked with a mix of shock, grief, and guilt, all crashing together.
“Please,” I said quickly, my voice urgent as I tried to steady her. “Let it go. It’s in the past. I don’t want to talk about it anymore.”
My wolf pressed close, wanting to protect her.
“Your health matters more,” I added softly.
I turned my head sharply. “Miriam!”
The housekeeper hurried forward, her steps quick and anxious.
“Take Grandma back to her room,” I said. “Get her medication.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” Clara gasped, her grip tightening suddenly. One hand clutched mi
