Alaric’s POV
I can’t believe it. It’s her.
It's Cara.
After all these years…this is our first reunion.
A trace of fear still lingers on Cara’s face. Her cheek is scraped, a streak of blood visible on her skin. Yet, even like this, she still looks stunning.
I find myself captivated by her—her fiery red hair and those emerald-green eyes that shine like jewels.
It’s been six years.
I haven’t seen her in six years.
...But as promised, we weren’t supposed to meet.
And,
My gaze falls on the little girl in her arms, clinging to Cara as she cries.
They call Cara "MAMA"...？
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Earlier, I was discussing political matters with Eamon.
"Alright, that wraps up today's side mission," Eamon said, glancing toward the borderlands between Pack BloodyMoon and Pack DarkWood.
"I don’t know where
