Elenor sat by the window in her chambers, the letter held delicately in her hands. The elegant script was unmistakably Ava’s, and the invitation had brought a bittersweet smile to her face. She hadn’t been back to the pack since she had left to marry Damien. The thought of returning stirred a mix of emotions—nostalgia, excitement, and perhaps a touch of anxiety.
Damien entered the room, his expression softening when he saw her. “What’s that you’re reading?”
Elenor held up the letter. “An invitation from Ava. She’s asked me to come to the Spring Festival.”
Damien raised an eyebrow. “That’s... unexpected.”
“I think it’s a wonderful idea,” Elenor said, her voice tinged with excitement. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen them. And after everything they’ve been through, I want to see how th
