Chapter 434: Daphne
I wear my coat early in the morning. The fabric is torn at the sleeves, but I do not care. I walk around past the pack grounds, searching for my car.
I find it. A big off-road vehicle, sleek black, parked exactly where I left it. The morning light catches the tinted windows, and for a moment, it looks almost out of place in this world of trees and dirt and wolves.
Before I can get in, a crow lands on the side mirror.
It tilts its head. Its beady eyes fix on me.
I recognize it immediately.
404's new body.
I get in and change into fresh clothes—some dark blue pants and a button-up t-shirt. The fabric is clean, crisp. I feel more like myself.
"I can see you," I say without looking up.
From a tree, a little girl comes out.
Lyra.
Her dark hair is messy from sleep. Her eyes are bright.
"Come," I say, opening the door.
She immediately runs and jumps in, landing straight onto my lap.
"Good morning," I say.
She grins.
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Elara
