Roman POV
In the wake of the attack on our pack and the loss of our unborn children, Emily and I found solace in each other's presence. Our bond, once strong, had become unbreakable, forged in the fires of adversity. As Luna and Alpha, our responsibilities weighed heavily on us, but we faced them together, our love serving as a beacon of hope in the darkest of times.
The weeks following the attack were a tumultuous period of rebuilding and healing. Our pack members worked tirelessly to repair the damage inflicted on our territory, and Emily, despite her physical and emotional wounds, played a crucial role in the recovery efforts. She was a symbol of strength, her determination inspiring everyone around her.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and cast a warm glow across the garden, Emily and I found a moment of respite. We sat together on a stone bench, her head resting on my shoulder, and I ran my fingers gently through her hair.
"It's been a difficult journey," Emily sa
