VALERIA

The atmosphere was electric, the tension between them so thick it could be cut with a knife.

"Of course, you're right," she whispered, lowering her head, but I could see the conflict in her as she bit her lower lip.

I had never seen her so submissive before. I think she sensed that her mate’s patience was reaching its limit.

"I’ll go prepare my things," Quinn said, moving closer to talk with Aldric about their strategy. It was crucial to locate the werewolf camp, which, unsure of their next move, had only been holding their position at the borders.

I approached my mother and sat on a small corner of the couch, letting her rest against my chest. I stroked her slightly withered hair, so different from the incredible woman I once caught a glimpse of.

"Mother, I know you have your fears, your past, but I have to tell you—you’re making a mistake," I finally expressed what I had been thinking. It felt strange to be giving my mother relationship advice, but someone had to do it.

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