The exhaustion from the tumultuous evening finally caught up with me, and I drifted into a deep sleep. My dreams carried me to a serene garden under a blanket of stars, the night air cool and refreshing. I wandered through the blooming flowers, their sweet scent calming my troubled mind.Suddenly, the peaceful silence was interrupted by the appearance of the Lycan King. He seemed almost ethereal, yet solid and real. "Care to dance, young daughter of Silverclaw?" He extended his hand to me, a silent invitation. I hesitated but found myself accepting. His touch was electric, sending shivers down my spine.We danced under the stars, the world around us fading into a blur. "If you had stayed longer at the party, this would have been more than just a dream," he said. His presence was overwhelming, commanding, yet oddly gentle. As the dream shifted, we were no longer in the garden but in a grand bedroom. I was tied to the bed, the King looming over me, his eyes dark and intense.He started
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