Greeting
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Liberté took a moment to compose herself, adjusting her backpack on her shoulder. The house looked the same, yet different somehow. She hadn't realized how much she'd missed it until now.
She stepped forward, taking her bags from the driver and walking up to the front door. Her heart pounded with every step, each thud echoing memories of running through these woods with Jacob.
Liberté took a deep breath, taking in the scent of home, the scent of him. Her wolf stirred inside her, recognizing the familiar territory and pack. The house stood before her, looking just as she remembered. She hadn't been back since that day.