Ava's POV
My mind went completely blank. It was like lightning had struck straight through me.
“What did you say?” My voice didn’t even sound like mine.
Before Richard could react, I lunged forward, my wolf surging with me, and shoved him aside. My hand fisted into Clarke’s collar, yanking him up so hard the table jolted.
“June is still alive?” I demanded, my grip tightening. “Really alive?”
My heart was pounding so violently it felt like it would tear out of my chest.
“You’re not lying to me?”
Clarke’s scent spiked with choking fear. “Y-yes,” he stammered. “She’s alive.”
Everything inside me stilled.
June was alive… my daughter was alive.
He sucked in a shaky breath, his voice trembling. “A year ago… when Laura came to me, she did want the child dead. But I couldn’t do it.”
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