THE MANOR OF WINTER SECRETS
As if intuitively detecting the sudden spike in her anxiety, Rowan’s fingers tightened around hers, offering a physical anchor against the invisible current.
For a solitary, beautiful pocket of time, as her specific amber lantern ascended to merge with the collective starlight, she permitted herself the luxury of visualizing a reality completely untethered from Kaelen’s suffocating presence.
But high above the euphoria, within the highest, most restricted spire window of the fortress, the painted eyes of a portrait depicting a prehistoric Alpha monarch shifted within the canvas. The long-dead lord stared down at the glittering assembly below, his painted lips parting as he breathed a chillin
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