As I’m walking around the Palace aimlessly, not knowing where to go, Flora’s words keep ringing inside my head. Stop blaming yourself, while you still have the time to crawl out. It’s good advice, yes. But I still don’t know how to not feel guilty. I get that she was trying to tell me that everyone made their own decision about fighting the werewolves … However, I was still the one, who planted that idea into their heads.
Sighing, I turn the corner only to stop in my tracks as I face a broad chest, the familiar scent of vanilla and pine trees hitting my nostrils. I look up, unable to keep my hands to myself as I sense his presence. “You startled me,” I murmur, watching as my bonded takes my right hand off his chest, bringing it to his lips to plant a soft kiss on my knuckles.
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