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as perfumed with the scent of wildflowers and herbs, and the walls were adorned with delicate tapestries depicting moonli

ed her saying it was more enjoyable and warm here than alo

were beautiful and fierce, their bodies lithe and toned, their hair long and flowing like dark rivers. They wore little more than thin, soft

, her name was . She held out a bundle of clothing, her fingers adorned with rings that glinted in the light. "He

n't care about looking

s soft and sheer, a deep burgundy that would cling to her curves and leave little to the imagination. The top was little more than a strip

aphina stammered, her voice barely above

silent at that comment, making

ou humans and your modesty," she said, shaking her head. "Here, we are free.

light. They were so comfortable in their own skin, moving with a fluid grace that made Seraphina feel even more out of place. She couldn't help but notice the me

more understanding. "It's okay," she said gently, placing a hand on Se

eed their help

, their hands deftly removing her old, tattered dress. She

p you take

eath hitched and her eyes widened as the water enveloped her easily, she insta

all the experience for her became nice, they finished taking care of her like it was their duty, washing her hair, feet, massage and smiles, she was confused and

in a way that made her feel even more exposed. The skirt was fastened around her waist, its slits accentuating her

d, her smile widening. "You l

e of

f, unlike what daddy would've approved. The clothing clung to her in a way that made her feel vulnerable, and the sight of so much bar

o these people else they would take

gentle. "I know it's hard," she said quietly. "But you are strong. You survived this long, a

ere this nice then maybe she could use the

as uncomfortable and frightening as it was. She had to play their game, had to survive. S

use she knew she couldn't give one

raw from it. As they entered the main hall again, she could feel the eyes of the werewolves on her, their gazes appraising and intense. She f

a low purr. "You look..." he trailed off when their gaze met, she was grateful he hadn't called her butter

or whatever he had intended to say. She felt exposed, vulnerable, and utterly out of place. But s

steady despite the turmoil inside her. "I h

t does," he said, stepping closer, his eyes roaming over her. "I am quite surp

to survive. But inside, she vowed that one day, she would find a way out

nt hair off her face with his index and she couldn'

be presented with her active side instead of the scheming one

your presence" she repl

xactly leave n

round as she shivere

I can't take that" he bellowed and without thoughts she took her seat nex

r breath laboured at his drawl, "It i

her face spotted a frown, "Y

erfly, I'm