Orion's POV
Lilith stood before us, her face contorted with fury. The common room of our wing felt too small to contain her rage as she paced back and forth like a caged animal.
"So this is how it's going to be?" she demanded, her voice rising with each word. "That pathetic Omega tries to kill herself, and suddenly you three can't be bothered to spare me a single minute of your precious time?"
I exchanged glances with my brothers. Kaelen's jaw was set in a hard line, while Ronan's usual easy demeanor had vanished completely.
"It's been three days since my miscarriage," Lilith continued, tears welling in her eyes. "Three days, and you've barely acknowledged my existence! I lost our baby, and you're all hovering over her like she's some fragile treasure!"
The fake tears might have worked before. Not anymore.
Kaelen took a step forward, his Alpha presence filling the room. "Enough, Lilith."
