Dana POV
As the clock strikes 8 PM and the evening shadows deepen, my mind is consumed by thoughts of the mysterious letter I received earlier. Bathel's silence regarding our rendezvous in the woods amplifies my curiosity, yet his promise of seeing each other tonight lingers in my mind, overshadowing any other concerns.
The mere notion of not squandering precious time fills me with anticipation, especially if it means encountering Bathel once more. The longing in my heart for his presence is palpable, heightened by the primal connection we share as wolves- a bond unmatched even by Ares.
However, contemplating Ares evokes a distinct rhythm in my heart, one that elicits an exasperated roll of my eyes.
"I must depart at once," I murmur, the words barely audible.
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