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"Look at them! Lucian and Camila are truly a match made in heaven," whispered one werewolf to another, their voices tinged with awe. "They're the embodiment of grace and power," another replied, their eyes never leaving the couple. "It's no wonder everyone's talking about them." Meirah watched the scene unfold from the lounge, her heart a tumultuous storm of conflicting emotions. Her memories of Lucian were shrouded in a mixture of love and resentment. The times she had spent as Luna in the darkness. Seeing Lucian with Camila, stirred a whirlwind of feelings within her. She felt someone stabbing her heart. ‘Meirah, he is scum. That couple deserves each other. Don’t let these affect us,’ Zoya reminded her in her head. ‘I know. I no longer love him. All I want is revenge,’ Meirah said.