“She’s finally getting ditched by the Alpha,” one of them sneered. My chest tightened as I pressed myself further into the corner, trying to keep my breath steady.
“Vera’s got it all now—strength, beauty, everything. Lyanna’s just a half-breed. No one even cares.”
Their words were like daggers. Vera’s voice echoed in my head, her smugness from before.
'No one gives a damn about you here'.
I’d known that long ago, but hearing it from someone like her was humiliating, and infuriating.
“They were training together this morning,” another one chimed in. “Alpha Darius and Vera looked perfect. Like they’re already the real deal.”
My heart clenched painfully, anger simmering just below the surface.
Darius had never once trained with me. But with Vera, of course, it was different. They kept talking, voices lowering to hushed whispers as they brought up my bleeding from yesterday.
“That kind of bleeding,” one of them whispered, “can only mean miscarriage. I saw it happen to a friend of mine. She’s lost the baby.”
A sharp pain tore through me at her words, fresh grief mixing with my rising fury. I bit my lip hard, struggling to keep myself from making a sound.