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Back in the Sunfire pack's territory, all the guests had arrived, but the bride's sister, Seraphina, was conspicuously absent.
Her mother, the Luna, grumbled, "Seraphina is always so unreasonable. Lyra is her own sister. She can't just skip this. What will the other packs think?"
Damian's unease grew, but he still defended her. "Something must have held her up. Let's wait a little longer."
Lyra was still waiting in the Moonstone Cottage. The silver patterns on her forehead were bright and striking, beautiful but slightly out of place on her delicate face.
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