Addison shook her head, trying to shake herself free from the flood of memories. There were just too many resurfacing at once. Yet she could clearly recall what she had read about fairies when she was younger.
And more than that, she remembered the words of an old merchant who once passed through the Eastern Territory while she was still Luna of the Midnight River Pack.
'Fairies aren't evil,' he had said, his voice filled with sincerity. 'They respond to human emotions, especially the heart. They are some of the purest beings in existence. I know because I was saved by one when I was a boy.'
' No one believed me, of course. They said I just got lost in the forest and was lucky to return unharmed. But the truth is, I was being chased by a wild boar, and just when I thought I'd be trampled to death, a tiny creature appeared and led me away.'
