Olivia's POV
I sat before the dressing mirror, combing my hair, but my thoughts kept wandering. I couldn't get my mind off the kisses I shared with Louis in the woods and Lennox in my room. I knew I shouldn't think about it—that I should take my mind off it—but I couldn't. The memories wouldn't fade, and my wolf kept purring softly in my head, making it impossible to wipe them away.
A soft knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.
"Come in," I said.
The door opened, and the two new maids the triplets had assigned to me walked in. Unlike the others, they seemed respectful—perhaps because they had only recently been employed.
"Good morning, Luna," they greeted with a bow, and I forced the best smile I could manage. These days, I had almost forgotten how to smile.
"Luna, we're here to prepare you for the ceremony. It's almost starting," Nora, the younger maid with short blonde hair, said.
I turned away from the window, confusion evident on my face. "A ceremony?" I asked.
