The healing room was dead silent.The wolf inside me was a dying ember, faint and trembling.The fated bond with Julian reconnected.I caught his shock through it.Then — a flicker of something else. A pulse that almost felt like longing.In my previous life, I missed it. I thought he was just overwhelmed that I'd woken up.Now I knew better. My waking up was inconvenient. My broken body, broken for him, didn't matter to him anymore.I turned my head toward the window. The last of the snow was melting on the branches.Memories from my previous life came rushing back.After Lyra killed herself, Julian poured all his hatred onto me.Day after day, he whispered into my ear: "You wanted to be Luna so badly. Then keep that empty title and rot in this castle."Even in our most intimate moments, he kept the lights off and was rough with me. No tenderness. No mercy.I endured it for three years.Then one full moon, he gave me a beautiful pink silk dress.I thought it was a peace offering.That
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