Author’s pov
Elsa stood in her usual place, the front of the large window of her chamber, watching the morning mist drift over the Red Claw courtyard. Her heart felt heavy. She hadn’t slept all night not after the scene in the Alpha’s hall. The sound of Dylan’s harsh words still echoed in her head: “Even if you’re jealous of her, think of the innocent child she carries.”
Those words cut deep, sharper than any blade. She wasn’t jealous…she was hurt. Hurt that the man who once promised to protect her didn’t even give her a chance to speak.
A soft knock came at her door.
“My Lady,” said one of the guards, bowing slightly. “The Alpha wishes to see you in his study.”
Elsa froze. “Now?”
“Yes, my Lady.”
She hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Her heart started racing as she walked down th
