Elara Moonstone Navigating the halls I used to call home, the only one I ever knew before the Lycan pack, felt strange. Even though I had been here before, everything felt unfamiliar. I heard footsteps approaching, and I quickly hid behind one of the pillars as a fresh set of guards made their way to the east wing. Soon, I stood in front of the door at the far end of the hall. I closed my eyes and drew in a deep breath, catching the strong scent of Rowan. It didn't excite me like it used to back then, and for a moment, I felt disappointed about how ordinary it felt, yet I had placed so much value on it. I eased open the door, quickly scanning inside to see if there was anyone in there, but I was met with the stench of sweat and other body fluids. Rowan was on the bed, barely alive, his figure looking more like a fig tree dropped right at the center of the bed. Only a painful moan could come out of his lips, one that filled the room with a sense of death. "Rowan?" I called out to
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