Alara
Coming back to Darkridge Pack was the best decision I’d made in a long time. Everything here felt… safe. Familiar. Spending time with Lucas brought me a kind of comfort I hadn’t known I needed. I didn’t realize just how much I’d missed the sound of his laughter or the way he looked at me, like I was his whole world. In his presence, all my worries seemed to fade away, and I could pretend, just for a little while, that things hadn’t gotten so out of hand.
But that sense of security was only an illusion.
After we’d had dinner and shared a quiet moment together, Lucas and I were curled up on the couch in the living room, the warmth of the fireplace crackling softly in the background. His arm was wrapped around me, and I felt myself starting to drift off into a peaceful, dreamless sle
