Mason's POVThe days following my father's death were a blur of grief, suspicion, and mounting pressure. The pack was in disarray, shaken by the loss of their Alpha and the chaos of the earthquake. Everyone looked to me for leadership, but I felt adrift, torn between my duties and my burning need to uncover the truth.Margot had been inconsolable since our confrontation. She hovered around me constantly, her eyes red-rimmed and pleading. It was during one such moment, as I stood in my father's office - now mine, I supposed - that she broke down completely."Mason, please," she sobbed, clutching at my arm. "I'm so sorry. I should have been there. I was just... I was scared. Please, you have to forgive me."Her tears were genuine, her distress palpable. Despite my anger and suspicion, I felt a pang of sympathy. She was trying, in her way, to make amends.I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "Margot, I understand you were scared. We all were. But as Luna, you can't let fear paralyze
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