Sarath smiled warmly as she followed Dakota's gaze. "The estate has stood for nearly four hundred years," she explained. "Every Alpha who ruled Nightfall left something of themselves behind, whether it was a garden, a courtyard, a fountain, or another wing of the manor. Over generations, those small additions gradually became the estate you see today."
Dakota listened with genuine interest as they continued walking until they reached a garden overflowing with delicate white blossoms swaying gently in the morning breeze.
Their sweet fragrance immediately caught her attention, drawing her closer almost without thinking. She reached out and lightly brushed her fingertips across one of the petals, taking care not to disturb the fragile flower. "They smell wonderful."
