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My brows furrowed as I looked at Logan, whose face was paler than usual. "What is it, Logan?" I snapped.

Logan hesitated as he glanced down before handing me a folded piece of paper. "There's something you need to see, Your Majesty."

I took it, trying to ignore the way my pulse quickened as I unfolded the paper. soon, My eyes scanned the words, and my heart pounded harder as i read each line.

Each word felt like a blade cutting me deeper.. It was a genealogy chart—a family record. Nic’s family record.

My hands clenched as I read the name "Moonshadow Pack." and I began to remember what i did to that pack a long time ago. No… it couldn’t be.

I forced myself to keep reading. There it was, staring back at me: Nicolas was the last survivor of that same pack. The only one left after… after I had wiped them out.

My breath caught, and I couldn’t keep the shock from my voice. "Nicolas… came from Moonshadow?"

Logan nodded grimly. "Yes. He’s the last one. He somehow survived." He paused, as if c