The tension in the room vanished. Nobody cared about my bleeding hands. They completely shut me out of their happy little bubble. "Caleb," Freya leaned into his arms, happily stroking the silk dress. "When the festival is over and we go to the island, can I wear this on the beach for pictures?" Diana immediately smiled warmly. "Of course, baby. The sun there will be great for your heart." Caleb even reached out, gently tucking a loose hair behind Freya's ear. "I'll have the private jet ready tomorrow." His voice was deep and doting. "Whatever you want, it's yours." My breath hitched. The private island. It was the Silvermane pack's most beautiful territory. Four years ago, the night we confirmed our bond, Caleb kissed my forehead and promised it would be our honeymoon spot. Four years later, he handed my dream over to another woman. "Sienna," Freya suddenly turned, looking at me with big, innocent eyes. "We're going to the island for vacation. Are you coming?" I saw the tiny
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