Rosella became absent-minded day after day. Thought of Lilac being in Northern lands was driving her insane. She did not know what she should be doing. Should she send message to her father in the Eastern Castle? Should she talk to Edward?
“Ro!”, Flora pushed her a bit suddenly.
Rosella came back to the reality. She was with Flora and Jane at the east wing. They were talking about upcoming birthday party of Flora since she was going to turn eighteen soon. The eighteenth birthday had always been a big deal for the werewolves since it might be the day when they could find or sense their other half of soul: mates. They both were discussing what to wear and whom to invite.
“For sake of moon goddess, Ro! We are calling you for good five minutes!”, Jane said to her in disappointment.
“Ro!
