Fake Vow, True Luna
Meanwhile, Aurora was crawling around the playpen, cooing happily as she picked up various toys and attempted shoving them into her mouth.
I couldn’t help but laugh; teething was coming soon and it was sure to be a nightmare, but right now, they were simply at the stage of happily biting whatever they could rather than crying out in pain.
After several long minutes, Layla returned holding a leather-bound book. She had it open in her hands as she entered, and sucked in a sharp breath.
“Here,” she said, tapping one of the pages and holding it out to me. “I think I may have found something that could help Freya. But I’m not sure.”
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