Her Revenge; Mated To The Faceless Alpha
"Of course, my dear, of course. But it's never too early to start dreaming, is it?"
As if to prove her point, she picked up another box, her fingers trembling with anticipation. "This one is from the Luna of the Moonwood Glade," she announced, her voice hushed with reverence. "She sent a set of enchanted lullabies, woven into the fabric of these blankets."
"Enchanted?" I questioned, intrigued.
"Yes, my dear," Granny Yeneva explained, her eyes gleaming with a mystical light. "Each lullaby is said to soothe the most restless of infants, promoting peaceful sleep and sweet dreams."
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