Roman's POV
At last, the day of the Moon Festival arrived. Just as on the previous day, the five of us remained at home.
After the drug incident with Eira, the previous day, the household had sunk into uneasy quiet. She spent her hours with her pets, drifting between eating, sleeping, and ignoring our very presence, as if it had become her daily ritual.
Meanwhile, the rest of us continued our work within these walls. Kael and I were tied up in meetings.
Rafe busied himself repairing shattered devices and scouring through data, pressing his sources to uncover more about the incident with Alice.
Lucian and Jason had their spies moving across territories, searching for traces of Eira's child, her grandparents, and getting more information about the Alpha of the RavenClaw Pack.
But today was different. Today was the Moon Festival. All work was set aside, this one day reserved for her.
