Aurora’s POVThe sea breeze brushed against my face.I stood in the doorway of my small shop, looking out at the endless blue horizon.A year ago, I came to this seaside town in the southern hemisphere, starting over with the new identity Simon had given me.No one here knew my past. No one knew the werewolf world existed.I was just Anya, a quiet perfumer."Anya, we sold out of perfume again today!" my new assistant, Leah, ran over, beaming. "Especially your 'Ocean Whisper.' The customers all say it smells like freedom."I smiled and nodded.The scent of freedom.It was the first perfume I created after arriving here.Sea salt, mint, and a tiny bit of the moonpetal Simon had given me.It really did smell like freedom.Besides making perfumes, I would sometimes, late at night, secretly use my faint healing powers to help the small animals caught in traps.My wolf hadn't died. It just existed in a gentler way now."Oh," Leah added, "the owner of the coffee shop asked if you want to go t
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