Chloe's POVAs the night settled in, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about Blake. With intention, I informed him of my weariness, carefully masking my true intentions by pretending to doze off. Once I was certain Blake had departed, I stealthily slipped out into the darkness to meet Lyra. Stepping into Lyra's bedroom, located at the far end of the pack house, I discovered her already waiting for me. The room itself exuded an air of mystery, shrouded in darkness, with only faint traces of moonlight seeping through the window, casting ethereal beams across the space. Shadows danced along the walls, lending an enigmatic ambiance to the scene. As I stood there, an inexplicable sense of foreboding gripped me, as if an invisible force whispered caution in my ear, urging me to heed its warning.Thoughts swirling in my mind, I caught sight of Lyra, visibly wounded and wearing a pained expression."You're here?" she greeted me, her lips forming a faint smile. Without he
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