Rejected by Lycan Steven
The night's events replayed in my mind, vivid and yet somehow distant, like a dream fading upon waking.
Drawing a deep breath, I was about to rise from the bed when Lycan Steven entered the room.
Clad only in a white towel wrapped low around his waist, he was fastening an elegant wristwatch, his gaze fixed on me.
"You're awake," he noted. I blinked repeatedly, half-expecting this to be a dream. His next words, however, confirmed the harsh reality. "We need to visit the Moon Goddess's Temple."
My heart pounded erratically, a sense of foreboding washing over me. I had an inkling of what awaited us there. Steven seemed indifferent to my turmoil, his mind evidently elsewhere.
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