Embracing

(Chapter 91:Mira's POV)

The weight of Evangeline's words settled over me like a suffocating shroud. I wasn't just the daughter of a lycan king—I was a vessel for an ancient force, one powerful enough to alter the supernatural world itself. Every moment of my life had been a lie, every hardship a carefully orchestrated attempt to keep me weak. Lillian had never been a cruel stepmother driven by envy. She had been my jailer.

I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms. The anger simmering beneath my skin threatened to explode, but I forced myself to breathe. Now wasn't the time to lose control. Now was the time to act.

Lorenzo's hand was still wrapped around mine beneath the table, his grip firm but reassuring. I met his gaze. He wasn't just offering support—he was grounding me, pulling me back from the storm raging inside me.