Chapter 57 The New Luna

• Lyra's POV
• Time moved so fast.
• I had already spent my first night in the new pack house, and yet it felt like I’d just arrived moments ago. Morning sunlight trickled through the window slits, casting slim shadows on the walls. Everything smelled different—Blake’s scent lingered in the air and even the room itself smelled… new. Not just clean, but fresh, like every object in it had just been crafted and carefully placed with intention. The polished furniture gleamed, the curtains still looked new to me, and the floor was spotless enough to reflect the tiny light penetrating.