The house smelled the same.Cold stone, polish, floral arrangements expensive enough to hide the faintest trace of wolf beneath them. If you didn’t know better, you could pretend it was just another old estate, not a place where you’d learned to be a shadow.The guards at the gate opened the way. Calista swept in first, like a hostess returning from a cigarette break, her coat already half-unbuttoned, a smile switched on for the marble foyer.Staff materialized as if summoned by her perfume.“Luna Calista,” the steward said, inclining his graying head. “Welcome home.”His gaze slid right past me.A maid curtsied to Calista, eyes bright. “We’ve prepared the west parlor, Luna. Per your request.”She rewarded them with a gracious nod. “Thank you, Meris. It’s so good to see familiar faces again.”Her familiar faces did not include mine.I might as well have been a piece of luggage.I’d walked these halls for years, barefoot and careful, memorizing the times when the staff changed shifts s
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