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My heart shattered into a million pieces as Sierra's venomous words filled the room, exposing the truth I had desperately tried to conceal. The weight of my past now hung heavily in the air, each whispered conversation a painful reminder of my cursed existence. Tears welled up in my eyes, threatening to spill over.
“Not another word from you, Sierra,” Esme growled. “Otherwise, you’ll have to answer to me.”
“But it’s the truth,” Sierra said, raising her voice so everyone would hear what she was saying. “She may have fooled everyone else, but not me. I found out the truth about her past, and the reason she had to leave her old pack. She was a bad omen to them from the day she was born, and no one wanted her there. Just look at the mark on her arm. That is a sign of her curse. Wherever
