The Lycan’s Fated Mate
The glass ceiling seemed to reflect a different sky, more starry, more alive, as if they were in another hemisphere, in another world.
The air was warm, cozy, and there was a serenity so deep that even Alexei’s breathing seemed lighter.
He blinked several times, his eyes roaming over the impossible garden.
“This…” He looked around at the flowers that didn’t exist in any human catalog, at the butterflies that weren’t insects, at the light that came from nowhere. “This is definitely not a greenhouse.”
Lyra laughed softly, the sound blending with the murmur of the streams.
“No. It’s not. It’s a piece of the faerie realm, a garden between worlds. The only one that survived when my mother crossed
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