The first thing I noticed when I woke was the softness beneath me.For several seconds, I didn’t move.I simply stared at the ceiling, trying to remember where I was.The room was unfamiliar. It was beautiful, but unfamiliar.Purple curtains hung from tall windows, their heavy fabric embroidered with delicate silver patterns. The bed beneath me was enormous, covered in layers of silk that felt impossibly soft against my skin.Even the furniture looked expensive.I swallowed. This wasn’t an ordinary room. I had spent enough time in the packhouses to recognize wealth when I saw it.I was somewhere important, and somewhere powerful.I slowly pushed myself upright.A sharp ache traveled through my body, reminding me of the forest, the he rogues, the black wolf, and the growl.I looked around again. A young woman was standing near the wardrobe, carefully arranging several of my belongings.I frowned. “Who are you?”She turned immediately. Her eyes widened before a warm smile spread acros
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