Chapter 74

Guilt settled in Nora’s chest. “I know, sweetheart. I’ve just been busy.”

Abby brightened. “That’s okay! Guess what? I started painting! Uncle Cole got me a big sketchbook, and I drew a picture of you!”

Nora blinked in surprise. “You did?”

Abby nodded enthusiastically. “Wait! Let me show you!”

She disappeared off–screen, rustling through papers.

Nora glanced at Cole. His face was unreadable, but there was a quiet softness in his eyes.

A moment later, Abby returned, holding up a simple drawing–her and Nora standing together, both smiling.

Nora’s throat tightened. “That’s beautiful, Abby,” she said warmly. “You’re very talented.”

Abby beamed. “Come see me soon, okay?”

Before Nora could respond, a voice called Abby’s name from the background. The little girl pouted. “I have to go! Bye, Auntie! Bye, Uncle Cole!”

The call ended. Silence lingered between Nora and Cole.

The two strolled through Spa Hills at night, the sound of rustling leaves and distant murmurs of other guests filling the silence between them.

The moonlight cast long shadows along the pathway, and the cool night breeze carried the faint scent of pine and mineral water from the hot springs.

Cole’s phone call with Abby had ended minutes ago, yet the words still lingered in Nora’s mind.

When he had turned to her and said, “Abby likes you a lot,” there had been something strange in his tone–something softer than she had ever heard from him before.

the corner

mind, Cole had always been a powerful and cold werewolf, a man of few

emotions.

not through arrogance

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was rare to see a look on his face that could be called gentle, yet

tender side after all,”

stood watching them, her delicate features barely

Linda.

slightly as she took in the sight of them walking side by side.

she masked it well with a pleasant smile as she

voice

glancing at Nora, she tilted her head slightly and asked, “Are you

understood her position in the conversation–uninvited,

something she had grown accustomed to. With practiced ease,

a meeting tonight,” she murmured. “You

for a response, her footsteps quiet against the stone path.

party

excitement. The party was about to begin. Laughter and music spilled from the event hall, filling the air with an almost intoxicating

with an amused glint in his eyes. “Go ask your mom if she wants to come,” he suggested.

hesitated, He wasn’t sure she

as if her presence would somehow disrupt the relaxed, enjoyable atmosphere.

been going smoothly–chatter, soft laughter, the occasional

chat..

he could respond, Arnold

go,” he

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