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Author: Ghale Larson
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Melanie

Ethan hesitated at the queen’s command, his brows furrowing as he glanced back at me. I wanted to reach out, to tell him it was fine, but the lump in my throat prevented me.

"Are you sure, Your Majesty?" Ethan asked cautiously. "I could—"

Queen Lydia’s icy tone cut him off. "I said leave, Beta. Unless you’ve suddenly forgotten your place in this palace."

The tension between them was palpable, but Ethan reluctantly nodded, sparing me one last reassuring glance before walking away.

Once he was gone, the queen turned her full attention to me. I stood rooted to the spot, unsure whether to speak or wait. Her piercing gaze raked over me like I was something unpleasant stuck to the bottom of her shoe.

“You,” she began, her tone dripping with disdain, “have a lot of nerve stepping into this palace and claiming to be my son’s mate.”

I opened my mouth, but no words came out. My throat felt dry, and my mind scrambled for a response.

She scoffed, clearly unimpressed. “Speechless? Good. It
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