Amaya’s POV
“How are you feeling?” Suri asked as we quietly strolled through the garden.
“Ten times better,” I said, and we both chuckled. We walked toward a bench and sat together, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere.
“You know…” Suri began. “I finally turned eighteen,” she said, and my eyes widened.
“Oh my god!” I gasped, sitting up straighter. “I completely forgot! Why didn’t you tell me?”
“You were… kind of unconscious,” she said with a playful smile, and I groaned, running a hand down my face.
“Still! That’s huge! You are officially an adult now. Which means…” I paused. “Wait… does that mean you got your wolf?”
“Yes,” she nodded, and I grabbed her hand in excitement.
“And? What’s her name?”
“Her name’s Lira.”
“Lira,” I repeated, testing the name on my tongue. “That’s… perfect.”
“She’s really gentle but also strong when she needs to be,” she said in a soft tone.
I smiled. “Sounds familiar,” I said and sighed sadly.
Suri’s gaze dropped to her lap, her fingers curling sligh
