EMILY'S POV
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Nico smiles as we stand in front of an old big building, the dark green veins wrap around the pillars on the porch. Everything is clean and very neat, the off-white color of the walls shows the age of the building and the heavy wooden doors creak as Nico opens them. "What is this?" I follow him, keeping my distance in case he's been the one lying. What if he wants to sacrifice me here? "I want your Luna ceremony to be here," the uncertainty rippling through me makes me halt, and I stare at him as he smiles while looking back at me. His cheerful expression quickly fades when he notices my discomfort, "Is that not what you want?" he suddenly asks, inching closer. "I do," I lie. I don't want to be tethered to this pack, but perhaps it is the only way to get what I really want
