Anastasia's POVDom’s thumb brushed over my knuckles, sending comfort waves to my core. He hadn’t released my hand since we left our room. Not once. His body stayed half a step behind mine, angled slightly outward, allowing me to lead. The covens eyes gravitated in his direction. I expected to feel their distain or discomfort from his presence, but to my surprise, there was none. Well, none except one. Aron. I could single him out without problem. Although the stood in the back, hidden by others, I could feel him there. I straightened my shoulders, ignoring the faint ache beneath my ribs, and tried to ignore him. I didn't want to focus too much on him right now. The coven suffered enough. I couldn't let them see me anything other than healthy and strong.“Merry meet,” I said, my voice coming out more stable than I expected."The night of the blood moon was unexpected," I start, unsure exactly on what to say.They all listened intently, only making the reality of my role painfully cl
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