#Chapter 114: The Feast

Aria The village square was alive with the sound of voices and music, the scent of roasted meat and coffee drifting through the air. It was warmer now, the snow slowly melting—the first signs of spring. Or maybe it was just the bonfires. Darren, Bella, Liam and I strolled easily down the path, watching as Lucas darted back and forth up ahead with a group of kids. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched him play; it was such a far cry from the isolation he experienced in the human world, and I hoped to see him make up for all the lost time. With both werewolf children and human children, of course. The day had been as close to a success as we had hoped. Bella’s entrance wasn’t received with the utmost happiness, but she hadn’t been immediately cast out, which felt like progress. And our promises of working to build a peaceful, happy future with the humans had stirred up some cautious optimism. Of course, there was still a lot left to do. Darren and I were su