Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight

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.”

at the edge of a forest near the Navoris

out thick fur blankets, a star projector, and a metal case

was blanketed in bioluminescent moss that glowed soft blue beneath their steps. In the distance, a frozen lake shimmered with starlike

secret sanctuary untouched by

land of the Nightshade Pack,” Landon explained while spreading out the blankets and tucking Tessa into a double–sized fur sleeping bag. “Only

two steaming cups of cocoa, and a handcrafted

pieces. “So we’re camping now? You really went

decorated with eighteen star–shaped candles. “I was going to wait till midnight, but I was worried someone

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an instant. “Did Grandpa send you a message

and said nothing, handing her a slice of cake.

a bite. The taste of strawberry jam mingled with the piney air on her tongue. She suddenly pointed upward. “Look! The Big Dipper is right

followed her finger but found his gaze lingering on her instead. Her hair had caught a bit of frosting, and under the moonlight, it

thumb brushing the corner of 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 and seven days since we met. Each star records

deepened; the

across the snowy ground, and the handle of the Big Dipper pointed directly at their

the “sky” on the snow. She suddenly felt the gland at the back of her neck begin to