Chapter 397 Wolves Wanna Meet

Tessa dashed out the door, and Landon was already there, arms wide open to welcome her.

She threw herself into his embrace, unable to hide the joy on her face. “Why are you here so early?”

“I couldn’t wait to be alone with you. It’s your eighteenth birthday—your coming–of–age ceremony. I didn’t want to miss a single second of it.”

Tessa understood exactly how he felt, because she’d been looking forward to this too.

“Where are we going?”

“Get in the car,” Landon said, without answering directly. He simply opened the passenger door for her.

Tessa didn’t press him; she trusted Landon completely and handed this most important day of her life over to him without hesitation.

Landon got in and started the engine.

Tessa watched the snowflakes spinning past the window, and suddenly noticed that the car’s fragrance had changed to her favorite pinewood scent. The seat was warmed to a perfectly cozy degrees, and even her usual jazz playlist was playing on loop.

The car left Navoris city limits, heading toward the quiet outskirts. The snowfall grew heavier the farther they drove.

“We’re here.”

an hour later, the car came to a stop at the edge of a forest near

star projector, and a metal case stamped with the Nightshade

breath. The forest floor beyond was blanketed in bioluminescent moss that glowed soft blue beneath their steps. In the distance, a frozen lake shimmered with starlike ice crystals locked beneath

entire lake ripple like a flowing galaxy. It felt like a secret sanctuary untouched by the outside world. Even as snow continued to fall, the stars

bag. “Only on days of

opened the metal case to reveal a perfectly preserved strawberry cake, two steaming cups of cocoa,

up one of the pieces. “So we’re camping

cut the cake, the frosting decorated with eighteen star–shaped candles. “I was going to wait till midnight, but I was worried someone might start gnawing on wolf fur if they got

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send you a message again? He

chuckled softly and said nothing, handing her a slice of cake. “Come on, eat. Don’t go

bite. The taste of strawberry jam mingled with the piney air on her tongue. She suddenly pointed upward.

found his gaze lingering on her instead. Her hair had caught a bit of frosting, and under the moonlight, it sparkled like scattered

her lips, his eyes filled with a warmth that couldn’t be put into words. “The seven stars of the Big Dipper–they match the seven months

the snow

star map appeared across the snowy ground, and the handle of

resting on his arm, watching glowing butterflies flicker across the “sky” on the snow. She suddenly felt the gland at the back of her neck begin to heat up. Why do I feel like I want to

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