Elsa’s POV
The pack house had never felt this heavy before. Every whisper seemed to echo against the walls, and every passing maid carried a secret in her eyes. The rumors about Veronica’s pregnancy had spread like wildfire twisting, growing, and reaching even the corners of my room.
I tried to eat breakfast that morning, but every bite felt like sand. My stomach churned, and my chest was tight, as if something was pressing on it. I wanted to believe none of it was true. I wanted to believe my Alpha…my mate would never betray me that way.
But doubt has a cruel way of crawling into your heart, even when you try to shut it out.
Lila had gone out to gather news, and the silence of my chamber was too much to bear. I couldn’t sit still. I paced the room until the rug felt worn beneath my f
