Chapter 106

Maeve’s POV

I exhaled sharply as Lennox’s words reverberated in my mind, cleaving my chest open and flooding my soul with agony. In that moment, the truth I’d feared was laid bare—and it was more than I could bear. I squeezed my eyes shut, but stubborn tears slipped past the gate I’d slammed against my grief and traced hot lines down my cheeks.

“You heard,” I murmured, voice careless, knowing his spies in Draven’s pack had already pieced it together. Soon the whole Capital would learn as well.

His reply was quiet, measured. “I keep my men where they can catch wind of anything concerning my sister. That bastard is expecting a pup with his lover. Is that all right with you?”

Hate roared inside me. I despised them both—Thea and Draven—and longed to spill their blood to soothe this ache. Yet I knew Draven’s heartbreak mirrored my own. We were mates, bound by truth and pain.

I rose from the chair and drifted to the tall window, arms wrapped tightly ar