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“Yes, yes,” Amara said, but she didn’t really seem to care about what Vivi was saying.
“I’m sure Ezra will be happy to know he can have a healthy heir with me.” The way she said Ezra’s name felt intimate.
“Vivi,” Amara said, almost as a warning.
If Vivi picked up on Amara’s tone, she decided to ignore it. “I’m sure if he hears just how healthy and strong I am, it won’t even be a question about who he’ll choose as his luna.” Vivi’s eyes met mine again, and I knew this statement was for me.
I felt myself sinking into myself. Healthy and strong were not adjectives I could use to describe myself with. I didn’t even know if I could bear children anymore. Due to the lack of eating over the years, I hadn’t experienced my wolf heat for several cycles now, and I didn’t know if that was
