Snow Luna
And at the far end of the land, nestled beneath willow trees, stood the nursery—a cozy, colorful building where pups played under the watchful eyes of caretakers.
Each space was set apart, like organs of a living body, all beating for one heart: the pack house.
As Knox’s car pulled to a stop before the main entrance, a small crowd gathered. Pack members. Curious eyes. Whispered words. Respectful nods. At the front of the group stood a tall, radiant woman with Knox’s dark eyes and a glowing smile that reached all the way to Lydia’s chest.
Emily.
She stepped forward and enveloped Lydia in a warm, firm hug. “Welcome to Blue Moon. You must be Lydia.”
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