Patience's POVI jolted, spinning around to see Cyrus's handsome face.He must have arrived without my noticing. He was standing a short distance away, his gaze calm as he looked at me."How did you find me here?" I asked, surprised by his presence."Since you declined my assistant's invitation, I naturally had to come in person," Cyrus said, his tone carrying a hint of finality that left no room for refusal.I pursed my lips—Cyrus had come himself, which meant there was no escaping this dinner.His eyes swept over the names inscribed below the urns."These are your parents' ashes?" he asked, his voice devoid of emotion."Yes," I nodded, a sudden pang of sorrow welling up inside me.Seeing him here felt odd, yet inexplicably. I wasn't as averse to his presence as I thought I would be."Only extraordinary werewolves are honored with the wolf-head flag," Cyrus remarked, his gaze fixed on the crimson emblem."They were ordinary werewolves, but also heroes," I replied, my voice tinged wit
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