Celine’s POV: The first thing that brought me to reality wasn't sight, but sound: a soft, pervasive ripple of women's voices, hushed and melodic, like waves lapping against a distant shore. My body was an intense, throbbing ache, a dull protest in every limb, but the gentle noise eventually pulled me through the fog.When I forced my eyes open, the light was soft, filtered through high, arched windows. I was in a grand room, far too rich for any place I knew, and immediately, my vision was filled with faces. A circle of women, dressed in simple but high quality linen robes, were surrounding the bed, their expressions shifting from intense worry to radiant, almost startling joy.“She’s awake!” one of them whispered, relief thick in her voice.Panic clawed at my throat, overriding the pain in my muscles. I pushed myself up, my head swimming. “Where am I? What is this place?” I demanded, trying to find strength I didn’t have. “I need to go home, back to my mate. He’ll be frantic.” Thoug
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