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*Dante de Gallo*The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a golden hue over the forest path leading to Poppy's home. I sat close beside her. My sister Allegra was in the front passenger seat of our SUV, her laughter mingling with the sound of silly reels she watched on her phone and the soft murmur of music. The tranquil sounds of the radio were a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions stirring within me. With every moment, I couldn't shake the sensation that Poppy was meant for me, that she was my mate. Yet, the lack of recognition from my lycan Aldo gnawed at me like a persistent ache I couldn't ignore.I have no idea how I convinced her to join me on the trip back to her daughter's. Still, perhaps a huge part of it was thanks to my younger sister Allegra, who not only charmed Poppy with her colorful personality but also, thanks to her ability to subtly but effectively man

*Poppy*I stood at the entrance of the grand living room in the Piemontesi house, a familiar yet foreign feeling washing over me as I stepped across the threshold. Iris stirred, agitated, making my nerves skyrocket. What was that strange sensation at the back of my neck? Was it nerves or something entirely different? I wondered as I walked inside, holding Gemma's hand, with Dante and his sister by my sides.As I caught sight of Amara in Andrew's arms, a rush of happiness surged through me. I hurried forward with Gemma, my heart swelling as I reached out to hug my newfound best friend. "My sweet girl," Amara whispered, squeezing the life out of me. Despite the lack of oxygen, I felt relief upon returning to where I felt safe and peaceful."You had us worried, young lady! You better have a better explanation than making new friendships to bring us

*Logan*I stood beneath the sprawling branches of the ancient oak tree, the air heavy with the scent of pine and earth. Evening light filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows at my feet. I was supposed to concentrate on my connection with Gunnar and regaining my memories, but my attention wandered relentlessly.In the distance, laughter rang out, and my gaze instinctively followed the sound. There, standing with her head thrown back in joyous mirth, was Allegra. Her black hair glinted under the fading sunlight, forming a halo of warmth around her. I felt an almost magnetic pull towards her, one that had been igniting over the past few days. Every shared conversation, every stolen glance, deepened the connection between us, and my heart raced with each interaction."I can't believe you actually tried to climb the tree to impress the k

*Gunnar*For the first time in ages, I felt a small ray of hope, a light, a thread that pulled me in the direction from which came colors, sounds, smells, but above all, the taste of freedom. I finally stirred within my human body. For too long, I had been a mere whisper, overshadowed by the complexities of Logan's life, but now something has changed. Memory threads began to weave together, drawing me into the conscious world.As night enveloped the room, Logan slept fitfully. The boundaries of his consciousness blurred, allowing me to rise like smoke from the ashes of my forgotten past. The sensation was intoxicating; the air was charged with potential, pulsating with the echoes of my former self. I felt the primal urge surging through me, a whisper in the dark calling me to reclaim what had been lost. This determination took on a physical form, and I slowly moved, awakening in Lo

*Poppy*The early morning sun poured into my room in Piemontesi's mansion, illuminating the dust motes that danced in the light beams. With each passing hour, my heart felt heavier, as if the weight of the valley itself bore down upon me. Logan's departure still echoed through my mind, a haunting reminder of everything I had lost. The ache in my chest was relentless, mingling with the crisp air that filled my lungs. I needed to leave to escape this place that felt empty and foreign.Yet, I couldn't simply walk away. I needed to address responsibilities before I could put miles between myself and the memories. I straightened my posture, taking a deep breath as I gathered my resolve. The Larcg Groove Pack was my family, and I had led them through tumultuous times. It was my duty to ensure they were left in capable hands.Deciding that Tanner was the right person for the job was straightforward. He had consistently demonstrated loyalty, bravery, a