Chapter 23
Roselyn stepped out of her chambers, still clad in her flowing robe, but with her hair all over the place.
Her eyes were distant, yet wide, as if searching for something... or someone.
In no time she'd stepped out of the mansion, standing at the front steps as she stared at the full moon in the sky.
"They are mine! Mine!" She growled loudly.
There was not a single person in sight at this time, not a single noise as it was already deep late at night, but Roselyn felt she was losing her mind.
And then, she took off.
With the pendant in her hand, she let her legs take the lead, disappearing into the night.
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The night was quiet, except for the distant howls and growls of Lycans.
Lucien stood at the edge of a hill, his figure draped in the midnight black of his flowin
