Olivia’s POV
When I started to come back to myself, I could tell that I was lying on a comfortable, soft mattress. It was much plusher than any of the mattresses in my pack’s town, which confused me. Where did Mom get mattresses so luxurious?
I blinked my eyes open, expecting to see my familiar ceiling of the bedroom in the home I shared with Mom and Keri, but I didn’t immediately see any cracks or dust in the paint.
Here, everything looked like it had just been painted, and the light fixture wasn’t just a dangling single lightbulb on a wire, it was a crystal chandelier on a golden chain.
Was I dreaming? Was I dead? Had I been welcomed into the warm embrace of the Moon Goddess?
The pain in my arm and my head told me no. I had to be alive to hurt like this.
But then… where was I?
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