To Amelia’s relief, Tomas led her far away from the party, heading towards the pack until they reached an empty square near the inhabited edge of the territory. From there, Amelia couldn’t even hear the music echoing from the clearing where the luau was happening, which was a relief for her ears.
The square was deserted, the only sounds besides the rustling of the wind in the leaves of the trees were those made by the nocturnal animals wandering around them, hidden by the vegetation.
The only light in the square came from the moon, which was enough for her to see the few pieces of furniture that filled the space: two wide wooden benches, a few wooden tables, a swing hanging from one of the trees, a small garden… Despite being modest, the place was beautiful and well-kept, like everythi
