Mend My Broken Heart
It wasn't Richard or the mysterious woman from earlier but an elderly lady, her silver hair cascading down like a river of moonlight.
"You're seeking answers, child," she said, her voice soft but carrying a weight of centuries.
"Who are you? And where's Richard?" I asked, my patience wearing thin.
"I am Morana, the seer of the old pack, the one who foretold the prophecy," she replied, her eyes studying me intently.
Taking a deep breath, I held out the broken pendant. "Damian mentioned this. He said there's another half. Do you know where it is?"
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