The days following that evening were filled with a rare peace. Though the world outside still swirled with the same tensions, the estate felt different—lighter. Draven’s focus had shifted. He spent more time at home, more time with Violetta and their children. They found moments of normalcy that they had once believed would forever elude them. He even managed to take a step back from the pack’s never-ending demands, allowing Violetta to breathe a little easier.Violetta, too, felt a weight lifted from her chest. There were still occasional doubts, shadows that lingered, but for the first time in a long time, she felt like the future was within their reach. There were no more secrets. No more whispers or hidden agendas. Just them.One morning, as she sat by the window, cradling a cup of tea, her phone buzzed.It was a message from Mara.I need to see you. Important.Violetta’s brow furrowed. Mara hadn’t been in contact for a few days, and with everything that had been going on, Violett
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