The days passed with relative calm in Crimson Moon.
Amaris had tried to focus on her marriage and on her frequent visits to Silverstream to support Sabrina through the difficult separation process.
That morning, she was preparing to go to her mother’s pack.
She finished getting ready and began walking down the mansion stairs when the sound of the doorbell echoed throughout the house.
At that hour, she was not expecting visitors. She continued down the steps until she reached the main hall.
There she saw a woman standing by the entrance, her back turned.
Her dark hair fell over her shoulders, and she seemed to be carefully observing the details of the mansion.
“Who are you? And who are you looking for?” Amaris asked.
The woman slowly turned around. The moment their eyes met, Amaris
