“Daughter,” her wolf whispered within.
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"Welcome home, sweetheart," Ava said as she walked over and enveloped Snow in a warm hug. Lyra's eyes filled with tears, and she looked down, forcing a smile.
"Your daughter is so cute," she complimented. Ava smiled—a cheeky smile tinged with fear.
"When did you arrive, Snow?" Ava asked, pausing as she gently caressed Snow’s hair.
"I heard you two talking," Snow replied, and both women jolted, their eyes flashing with panic.
"O-oh wow..." Ava stuttered with a nervous laugh, glancing at Lyra.
"I heard you talking about a girl. She must be your daughter, right, ma’am?" Snow asked, looking up at Lyra.
Lyra froze for a moment, then forced a wide smile. Snow chuckled lightly.
"I won’t be back early—I have some research to handle. I will be
