Lila, Gloria, Eliza, Amara, and Isabelle gathered in the Moondance Pack library. The library air was rich with the scent of aged parchment, and each rustle of ancient texts seemed to whisper secrets from centuries past. Lila stood at the oak table’s center, strands of hair tumbling over her shoulders. Excitement sparkled in her blue eyes, softening her determined voice as she spoke to the group.
“Ladies,” Lila began. “Something extraordinary is happening with Eliza and Thomas. It’s not just their bond. We’re all happy they finally accepted each other.”
Eliza fidgeted with a lock of her white hair. Her fingers gently traced the intricate patterns of her silver necklace, her eyes wide with wonder as she listened to the conversation.
Lila’s voice trembled slightly with a mix of awe and dis
