Chapter 17

Diane’s POV

The air here is different—lighter, almost unreal. A soft breeze carries the scent of blooming flowers, their petals swaying gently under a golden glow. It’s nothing like the Mooncroft Pack. This place is untouched, sacred.

I turn, taking it all in. Then I see her.

A woman stands besid...

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