Chapter 52
Astrid's POV
The last of the guests had finally departed, leaving a comfortable silence in their wake. The remnants of the party, scattered decorations and lingering scents of grilled food, served as a testament to the warm welcome I had received.
Throughout the evening, I couldn't help but notice how everyone had gone out of their way to make me feel included. Each conversation, each gesture, was imbued with a genuine desire to make me feel like I belonged. It was a stark contrast to my experiences in the Moonshade pack, where I had always felt like an outsider, a stranger in a foreign land.
Even Shadow, who had helped me escape from the Moonshade pack, had approached me at some point, albeit with a sulky expression. It was still surreal to think that this was the same "woman" who had expertly navigated me through the Moonshade compound, his disguise so convincing that I hadn't suspected a thing until we were safely on the plane.
