Irene's POV
Ken found me in the cottage just after dawn.
"News from the Pack house," he said quietly. "The shipment arrived yesterday. Lexie consumed the tea as expected."
My pulse quickened. "And?"
"No reaction. Her eyes didn't flash gold." He paused. "But she complained of feeling worse afterward. Claimed the tea made her nauseous and demanded the kitchen staff be punished for serving her something spoiled."
I almost laughed. Of course she did. Turn suspicion into sympathy. Classic Lexie.
"So she's definitely not pregnant."
"It appears not. A true pregnancy would have triggered the moonveil's effect. Her lack of reaction confirms the deception."
I had suspected it for weeks. Carl had smelled the truth before any of us. But suspicion wasn't proof. Not the kind that would convince
