تسجيل الدخولAlfredo's POV "Two years today," Mabella told me, finding me at the war room window at the early hour before the day started, the pack below just beginning to wake under the soft pink light of dawn.I turned slowly, my heart already full before I even saw her fully. There she stood in the doorway, Sol balanced comfortably on her hip, the morning light streaming in behind her like a blessing from the moon herself. The Ashborne ring glinted on her finger, catching the light with every subtle movement. She looked just like herself—fully present, completely certain, the Luna who had walked through fire with me and emerged stronger, warmer, ours."Two years since the kitchen," I said, the words carrying the weight of every memory between us. I crossed the room in a few strides, unable to stay away."Yes," she replied softly, her eyes meeting mine with that steady warmth that always grounded me.Sol looked at me with those enormous eyes—eyes that seemed to hold the whole pack's future—and
Mabella's POV "One year today," Sera told me, appearing in the dispute hall doorway after the morning session with Kaia right behind her and that expression—warm and certain and entirely Sera. The kind that made the whole room feel steadier just by her presence.I looked up from the notes I was sealing, the ink still drying on the latest resolution. The hall smelled of polished wood and faint herbs from the sachets we kept in the corners. "Sera. A full year since the kitchen. How are you even keeping track with everything else going on?""It's the founding story of this pack's current era," Sera replied pleasantly, stepping inside with Kaia at her side. "We tell it to the children now. The smoke, the compound, the Luna who walked in with nothing but courage and turned everything around. They listen like it's a legend."I set the quill down slowly, a small laugh escaping me. "How does everyone know about the kitchen? I thought that was buried in the early reports. Who started spreadi
Mabella's POV"She handled it herself," Elder Bowen told me, appearing in the Luna quarters doorway with an expression I had never seen on his face before—specifically, completely, genuinely surprised. His usual calm authority was cracked, replaced by wide eyes and a slight shake of his head as if he still couldn't believe what he'd witnessed.I looked up from the stack of bilateral agreements I was reviewing, setting my quill down carefully. "Kaia? Tell me everything, Elder Bowen. Don't leave out a single detail. How did this happen?""A minor dispute in the market this morning," he explained, stepping fully inside and closing the door behind him. "Two vendors are arguing over a boundary line for their stalls. Nothing that should have escalated, but tensions have been high with the new trade routes from Caldwell. I was already on my way to address it when I saw Kaia there, right in the middle of it."I leaned forward, my heart picking up pace. "Thirteen years old and stepping into a
Mabella's POV "She said something," Alfredo told me, appearing in the Luna quarters doorway with an expression I had never once seen on his face before—completely undone and completely certain at the same time. The specific look of a man who had just witnessed something irreversible and magnificent.I looked up from the papers spread across the low table, my quill freezing mid-sentence. "Alfredo, what is it? You look like you've seen the moon itself descend.""Sol," he said, stepping inside, his voice rough with emotion. "She said something. Our daughter. She spoke."My heart slammed against my ribs. I set everything down immediately, papers scattering slightly. "What did she say? Tell me exactly, Alfredo. Don't leave anything out.""It wasn't—it might not have been a full word exactly," he said, trying to be precise but clearly struggling, running a hand through his hair. "It was more of a sound, but deliberate. Come, love. You need to hear it yourself."I rose so fast that the cha
Alfredo's POV "She ran this morning," Caspian told me, standing just inside my study with that specific expression on his face—somewhere between professional satisfaction and personal bewilderment. It was the look of a healer who had witnessed a miracle he still couldn't fully explain."Ran?" I repeated, setting down the patrol roster I'd been reviewing. The word felt almost foreign after everything my mother had endured."The east garden," Caspian continued carefully, his hands clasped behind his back. "At the sixth hour. Three full circuits at a pace I would describe as determined. Not a jog. Not a walk. A run, Alpha. Strong strides, steady breathing. She even outpaced one of the younger warriors who tried to keep up."I leaned back in my chair, a slow smile tugging at my lips despite the weight of everything else on my mind. "You're certain it was her? Serena?"Caspian nodded, a rare chuckle escaping him. "No doubt. She waved at me when she passed the second time and shouted some
Mabella's POV(Dual POV )"You've been awake since the fourth hour," Alfredo said, his voice low and rough like aged whiskey as he filled the doorway of the sitting room. The palace had finally gone quiet around us, the baby had settled in the next room, and I'd pushed the papers to one side, but they still called to me like unfinished business.I looked up at him, my mate, my Alpha, standing there in nothing but loose pants that hung low on his hips. The lamplight carved shadows across his broad chest, highlighting every hard-earned line of muscle. "The Collins monthly report came in," I told him, gesturing at the stack. "And the documentation cross-reference from Vida. And Fred left the bilateral framework draft on the table. I thought I'd get through them before morning.""It's the eleventh hour," he said, stepping closer, his bare feet silent on the rug."I'm aware," I replied, rubbing my eyes. Gods, my body felt heavy, but the work wouldn't wait.He crossed the room in three stri
Alfredo's POV“The original mandate,” Mabella said, her voice soft. She was still watching my mother. “Protection of the regional packs.”My mother nodded. “Yes.”“So the Veron claimant is filing against me? That’s a violation of the mandate itself,” Mabella went on, thinking it through out loud. “
Mabella's POV“Get out.”Heads turned my way.“Not you,” I said to Fred, Alfredo, and Serena. Caspian got my stare. “You. Out. Please.”Caspian glanced at Serena.“Go,” she said, not giving him a chance to argue.He left. The door shut. The four of us sat quietly. Fred still had the paper. The lamp
Mabella's POV "She walks just like him," Serena whispered, tightening her grip on my arm as we headed down the corridor. "Same pace. Knows exactly how much space she takes up." She shot me a sidelong glance. "Have you noticed that?""Every day," I said.She made a low, satisfied little noise...hal
Mabella's POVThe lamp barely flickered as Alfredo’s hand rested warm and steady at my waist. The room was quiet, the world outside settling for the night...but none of it really mattered right then. It was just us, just how his skin felt against mine, the way his voice dropped when he leaned in an







