Missing: The Woodland's Luna Queen
Was she truly lost to me?
“I want to tell you about the first time I met you,” I continued, my voice laced with nostalgia, trying to paint a picture of our past, of the love that had bloomed so unexpectedly. “You captivated me instantly, you were the most beautiful woman at that event. Your smile, the way your eyes crinkled at the corners when you laughed … it was like sunshine. Xin, my wolf, loved you from the moment he laid eyes on you, recognized something truly essential. He urged me, insisted, that I ask you out. I admit, he may have used his influence to sway your decision. This wolf of mine is really persistent,” I confessed with a wry smile, hoping to lighten the mood, to bridge the
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