Lyra’s POVThe scent hit her first, a rich aroma of roasted meats, fresh bread, and herbs steeping in steaming bowls of broth. Lyra stepped into the Great Hall of Moon Rocks, and for a moment, she paused, letting the warmth wash over her. The long wooden tables were already set, gleaming under the soft lantern light. Packs that had just arrived were mingling with Moon Rocks members, laughter and chatter bouncing off the walls.It was chaotic, yes, but in the best way, like a family reunion she hadn’t realized she’d needed. Pups tugged at their parents’ hands, running between tables, while older wolves tried to corral them with gentle patience. She spotted a few she had spent the morning with,the little ones’ faces brightened when they saw her, and they rushed forward, tugging her hand to lead her toward the food.Lyra knelt to greet them, laughing softly as Finn tried to pull her toward a pile of fruit and bread. “Not yet,” she said, “first we eat, then we explore, alright?”Nearby, s
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