The Broken Luna Returns
Traces of something else mixed in with the scent—something older, sharper, almost… unnatural.
I didn’t like it.
A soft knock echoed at my door. I stopped for a moment knowing already who it was.
“Come in,” I said.
Fenrir stepped inside, closing the door behind him. His expression was serious—not the relaxed, quietly amused version of him I’d gotten used to on missions. This was the warrior side. Focused. Controlled.
And worried.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, standing from my desk.
He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he held out something wrapped in cloth.
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