#Chapter 176: The Feast

Hannah The feast was in full swing, the aroma of roasted deer filling the thick forest air and mingling with the lively sounds of the live music. I meandered my way through the crowd, casually sipping a glass of iced tea. My muscles still felt loose and relaxed after that run through the forest, the coppery tang of blood lingering at the back of my tongue. A group of children darted past me, nearly knocking me over, their squeals of laughter echoing through the clearing. I stepped aside quickly, narrowly avoiding a collision with little Adam, who seemed to be leading the pack. “Sorry, Luna Hannah!” he called over his shoulder, not slowing down for a second. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched them disappear into the crowd. My hand unconsciously drifted to my stomach, and I found myself wondering what it would be like to have my own child running and playing amongst them. At that moment, my eyes sought out Noah almost of their own accord. I spotte