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67. Burden of Choice-II
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2025-04-29 22:10:18|| Lilac's POV ||
After dinner, I retreated to my room, my mind racing with thoughts I couldn’t escape. My parents’ words echoed in my head, adding to the already heavy burden I was carrying.
Finding a soulmate was like finding a needle in a haystack, and the chances were slim. But even if I did find him, how would I know? My wolf was dormant, her presence faint and elusive. Without her, I had no way of recognizing my true mate.
I sat on the edge of my bed, my hands trembling as I buried my face in them. What was I supposed to do? Where was I supposed to look? The Moon Goddess had given me a second chance, but she hadn’t given me a map. I was lost, adrift in a sea of uncertainty, and I didn’t know how to find my way.
A soft knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts.
“Come in,” I called, my voice barely above a whisper.
The door creaked open, and Ezra poked his head in.
“Hey,” he said, his tone uncharacteristically gentle. “Can I co
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