Roman POV
As Emily shared the reason for her absence, a mixture of understanding and reassurance filled me. Her connection with the moonlight was palpable, a reminder of the deep emotions that stirred within her. I respected her need for solitude, yet I couldn't deny my concern for her well-being.
"Emily," I began, my voice gentle as I met her gaze, "I'm glad you found a moment of solace in the park. Just remember, I'm here for you, and so is the pack. We'll face whatever challenges come our way together."
Her acknowledgment and determination resonated with me, igniting a sense of unity that ran deeper than words. The mission to uncover the truth behind her mother's death was a weight we shared, and I was determined to support her every step of the way.
"Thank you, Roman," she replied, her voice carrying a mixture of gratitude and resolve.
With an unspoken understanding, we turned and began to make our way to the dining area. The palace's opulence seemed to fade into the backgrou
