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~Elara's POV
A soft knock at the door startled me. I jumped, flinching as two guards bowed low before entering, their hands on the handles of my suitcases.
"Luna, we've come to move your belongings into your chamber," one said respectfully.
I nodded quickly, cheeks heating, and muttered a quiet "thank you." They moved with efficient grace, sliding my boxes into neat positions near the wardrobe. I swallowed, feeling unworthy. My fingers twitched, desperate to touch the walls, the curtains, the bed, everything, but I hesitated.
Then, I grabbed my phone, hands shaking just slightly, and snapped a quick picture. Janae had to see this. I sent it immediately, and within seconds, my phone rang.
"Your majesty!" she squealed before I could even answer. "Has Alpha Darlon bought you a new mansion?!"
I laughed nervously, covering my face with a hand. "Stop teasing me, Janae. I'm back at Darlon's home… that's my room, not a mansion he bought for me."
