Trinity's POV
The palace gardens were breathtaking in the early afternoon light; a masterpiece of landscaping that rivaled anything I'd ever seen. I hated to say it, but the gardens here looked better in comparison to the garden in the pack’s palace.
Ancient oak trees provided shade over stone paths, while carefully cultivated flower beds burst with colors that seemed almost too vibrant to be real.
The air was perfumed with jasmine and roses, creating an atmosphere of peaceful tranquility that should have been soothing.
But the gardens were empty. And that didn’t soothe me at all.
The note specifically said to come to the garden, so, why was no one here?
I walked deeper into the garden, my emerald dress rustling softly against the stone as I searched for any sign of the person who
