Adelaide's POV
The clothes fit Cedric perfectly.
The cyan-green satin fabric, lined with thin cotton, was suitable for spring and autumn.
But with winter approaching, he'd need a leather jacket or a thick woolen coat over it.
He spun on his tiptoes, his eyes sparkling with silver-blue—a color unique to the Frostfang Pack, emerging when excited.
Staring at his reflection, he nodded vigorously.
"Looks great, doesn't it?" I praised.
Kneeling down, my cedar pheromones wrapped around him warmly as my fingers grazed his now-rosy cheek, restored by moonstone medicine.
Over time, his once-pale face had gained a healthy pink glow, and the silver-blue in his eyes was more vivid than ever.
Cedric nodded again, spun on his toes, and to our surprise, uttered "Yes..." His voice was hoarse but c
