HIS PETULANT CHILD.

Chapter: 85

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TALON:

I woke that morning with a sense of buoyancy as if I were drifting among the clouds. A newfound lightness infused my steps, and a soft melody played in my throat. The song I had shared with Vale lingered at the edge of my tongue, his gentle voice echoing in my mind, prompting frequent smiles that I couldn’t suppress. Later that evening, I prepared for my class, and as usual, I embraced the experience with joy. The children noticed my upbeat demeanor, and Murray playfully ribbed me about it. It was, without a doubt, a splendid day; even when I heard that the Lycgers had come to take their son for the Manor, I found no room for sorrow or concern.

Given Vale's recent actions, it was understandable that his parents were upset, and it was equally important that Altair offered his apologies. I too recognized the need to express my regrets, especially to the Lycgers, whose mate Vale had nearly harmed. The day was filled with discussions about my spirit wolf's an