I looked at him through the warm, bitter tears streaming from my eyes. While the dominant frequency within me flared with the fire of the babies in my womb—whom no one else yet knew of—I placed a broken, aristocratic, and venomous smile upon my lips. I smiled at him like the final, fatal move of a queen about to lose her throne.
"While you lose yourself in the eyes of your ghost, I, too, will find a man to comfort myself in his eyes, Alpha..." I said, driving each word into his heart like a poisoned arrow. "My life matters too, Varg. I will not rot away in the shadow of your former Luna within these palace games. If you choose your past, then I will write a new world for myself."
