The Luna Marked with Lies The Queen Crowned novel Chapter 56

“Alpha and Luna of spectral park’s have red hair and black eyes, don’t they?” Orlando said. “And my daughter has black hair and green eyes a the similarly in looks, that’s breatise Elizabethős mother, and ber adoptive mother are dood sigers”

In that moment, I save the truth in his eyes.

I realized that Orlando and I had the same green eyes and black hair.

Orlando’s agitation was evident as he spoke, his voice strained.

“You look so much like your mother, but you have my eyes.

I was too stunned to respond as Orlando’s hand trembled while he pulled out an old photograph.

The image showed a younger Orlando, a woman who looked uncannily like me, and a baby nestled in her arms.

They smiled at the camera, a picture of Exmilial happiness.

“You have a crescent shaped birthmark on your chest,” Orlando continued, his eyes red with emotion.

“Afters

you were born. Melina laughed and said it was a gift from the goddess Luna”

The recognition hit me hard

I had always had that birthmark, a detail I’d known about myself but never truly understood.

My mind raced back to my early years.

I was the firstborn of the spectral pack’s Alpha Lama

They had long believed they couldn’t have children, but then I arrived.

When my sister was born a few years later, the favoritism was stark.

My parents, already distant, grew colder, showering her with all their affection while I was often neglected and bullied

There were a couple of instances where I suffered at the hands of my sister’s arrogance.

I still remembered how she throw me off the stairs breaking my leg.

She also started a rumor about me in the school that I have a bad character and 1

Not just school, my life at home was even miserable.

I was forced to do home chores despite having house help.

I get good score only by flirting with teachers.

I was the one waking up early, preparing breakfast, cleaning and managing everything on my own.

It was almost surreal to think that Orlando Martin, the renowned plant, warthy father.

I shook my head, trying to calm the storm of emotions within me

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