Today was the anniversary of my mother’s death.I stood alone before the stone monument on our family’s sacred ground, dressed in a long black dress.My mother's name was carved into the tombstone: Marian Moonstone.It had been five years since she passed, but I could still hear her last words."Elara, you must remember, you are the future of the Moonstone pack. Liam will always protect you."White gardenias, her favorite flower, swayed in the morning breeze, their faint scent filling the air.I waited for two full hours, but Liam never came.My father sent a memorial wreath.But Liam? Where was he?I took out my phone and dialed his number.The first time, no answer.The second time, no answer.The third time, still nothing.My hand started to shake, and rage burned in my chest.The fourth time I called, someone finally picked up.But it wasn't Liam's voice."Liam is with me," Dahlia’s voice was thick with sleep. "He's helping with my new puppy. The poor thing is sick, and we're just
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