From ruin to the Lycan King's Luna
Sebastian's POV
I pushed open the door to my room, the scent of her soap filling the air. Susana stood by the window, her back to me. The moonlight cast a soft glow on her, highlighting the graceful curve of her neck. Even from here, I could sense the tension in her shoulders.
"Susana," I said quietly, closing the distance between us. "How was the orphanage?"
She turned, her eyes bright in the dim light. "The children were... wonderful," she said, a small smile gracing her lips.
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