Chapter 285 285: Dangerous revelations...

Clarissa

I continued to tend to Lyla's wounds, carefully cleaning the dried blood from her face. The uneasy truce between us felt fragile, like glass that might shatter at the slightest pressure. Years of rivalry don't simply vanish in a single night, no matter how dire the circumstances.

As I worked, Lyla's eyes suddenly locked on mine with an intensity that made me pause.

"There's life growing inside you," she said quietly.

I avoided her gaze, setting aside the bloodied cloth and rising to my feet. Crossing the room to the small window, I peered out at the darkness, giving her my back.

"Clarissa," Lyla insisted, following me despite her injuries. "I can feel it. You're pregnant."

I rolled my eyes, turning to face her. "I know that," I scoffed. "What woman wouldn't know she's pregnant with her own child?"

The confirmation seemed to stun her into momentary silence. I'd planned to keep this secret as long as possible, especially from Lyla. But something about her now—a certain gentleness that hadn't been there before—made the truth spill out.

"Does Nathan know?" she asked.

I shook my head. "No. And I'd prefer to keep it that way for now."

"Is that why you're helping me? Because of the baby?"

"I'm helping you because—" I began, but suddenly, everything around me faded.

Clarissa, where are you? Nathan's voice filled my mind. You missed the strategy meeting. Return to the pack house immediately.

The force of his mind-link was stronger than usual, almost painful. There was something different about it—an undercurrent of darkness that had never been present before.

I went for a run in the forest. I just wanted to clear my head, I replied, trying to keep my thoughts controlled. Knowing who Nathan is, if he senses the weirdest change in my response, he will definitely know that something is up. I lost track of time. I'll be back soon.

There was a pause, long enough to make my heart race with fear.

See that you are. We have preparations to complete.

When I focused again,

not bothering to explain how she already knew. "He's looking for

say?" Lyla asked, her

I missed a meeting and need to return." I moved quickly around the shelter, gathering my things. "I need

it's not safe," Lyla protested. "If he

her off. "I know

Nathan anymore," she reminded me. "It's Xander, too.

possible. I'll bring food and

expression was skeptical, but she nodded.

am," I replied, slipping out into

as I made my way back toward the pack house. Every shadow seemed to harbor a threat, and every rustle of leaves made

from inside. Even from a distance, I could sense something was wrong. His posture was too rigid, his

be carrying the child of the Dark One sent a warm thrill through me. I didn't know whether I should be

Nathan, especially since he has always been like that. Maybe Lyla was confusing this evil side of Nathan with

were you really?" he asked as I

I replied, keeping my tone light.

saw a flicker of

smell different,"

way, she wasn't on her heat, so that was likely impossible.

"I fell during my run. Got pretty muddy. I should

him, but his hand shot out, gripping my arm with

doing at your father's private study? How did you know where it was? Even your mother has no idea that

off me. "This is my first time hearing it's a private study. My

you follow us? What did you hear?" he continued,

feigned ignorance.

but do you know what is funnier? I didn't see you

have forgotten, Nathan, this is my home, the grounds, the nooks and the crannies, every part

dryly. "If I find out you're lying to me, Clarissa," he said softly, "there will

his eyes as he said it. This wasn't the man I knew—the one who, despite his flaws, had always

understand," I

me pass. "The meeting you missed," he said as I reached the door. "We've decided to change the date.

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