Livia let out a nervous laugh, the sound brittle and forced, as King Markus's words echoed in the office. Her heart pounded in her chest, and she cast a quick glance around, expecting someone to break into laughter and reveal this as some cruel joke. But the faces surrounding her remained solemn, their expressions unwavering. A heavy silence hung in the air, thick with tension. No one was laughing. No one was even smiling.
A wave of panic surged through her, cold and suffocating. Her breath hitched, and she took a step back, her legs trembling beneath her.
"You must be wrong…" she whispered, her voice shaking as she clutched her arms tightly around herself. "I am just a wolfless she-wolf… I can't be a Lycan!"
King Markus's gaze was steady, his voice firm yet gentle as he responded, "We
