LOGIN**Aria's POV**I was seventy-three years old when I finally felt ready to write the ending to my story—not because life was ending, but because the arc felt complete enough to reflect on meaningfully.Caspian and I sat on the porch of our home, the same one we'd built decades ago, watching another sunset paint the valley in colors that never grew old. Luna was visiting with her mate and their two children—my grandchildren, who'd grown up in world so different from the one I'd fought to change that they could barely comprehend the struggles I'd faced."Tell us about when you were young, Grandmother," my youngest grandchild asked, settling beside me with the trust children had when they believed their elders held all answers."When I was young," I began, "the world was very different. Female wolves couldn't be Alphas. We couldn't attend leadership academies openly. We couldn't pursue succession based on capability. The rules said that being female meant accepting limitations, regardles
Aria's POVThe transition ceremony was smaller than I'd expected—just Silver Moon Pack, close allies, and the wolves who'd been part of this journey from the beginning. Keira and Marcus stood before the assembled pack, ready to formally accept co-leadership while I stepped into emeritus status."This feels both momentous and ordinary," I whispered to Caspian as we waited for the ceremony to begin."That's exactly right," he replied. "Momentous because it's first co-Alpha transition in modern history. Ordinary because you've been preparing for this so thoroughly that it's natural evolution rather than dramatic shift."Maya called the ceremony to order. "We gather today to formalize what's been reality for months—the transition of Silver Moon Pack leadership from Alpha Aria Nightborne to Co-Alphas Keira Ashwood and Marcus Thornfield, with Aria assuming emeritus advisory position."I stepped forward, feeling strange mix of relief and melancholy. "Five years ago, I became Alpha of Silver
Aria's POVTen years. A full decade since I'd revealed myself at Lycan Academy, transforming from Ari to Aria in moment that had felt like ending everything. Instead, it had been beginning of journey I couldn't have imagined.I stood before a gathering celebrating the anniversary—not just of my revelation, but of everything that had followed. Female Alphas from across the region, younger generations of leaders, allies who'd supported the movement, even some former opponents who'd eventually accepted inevitable change."Ten years ago," I began, "I was terrified student convinced that exposing my identity meant ending my dreams of leadership. I was wrong. Exposure wasn't ending—it was liberation. It freed me from constant performance of being someone I wasn't and allowed me to build leadership based on actual self rather than constructed persona."I looked around at the assembled wolves—so many more than had existed when I'd started. "What we've built in this decade is remarkable. Femal
Caspian's POVI found Aria on Silver Moon's highest ridge again, five years after she'd first become Alpha. She looked different than she had during those desperate early days—less rigid, more grounded, carrying authority that came from proven capability rather than constant defense."Reflecting again?" I asked, settling beside her."Processing," she corrected. "Tomorrow marks five years since I formally became Alpha. I've been thinking about what's changed, what hasn't, where we go from here.""And what have you concluded?"She was quiet for a moment, gathering thoughts. "That we've accomplished more than I imagined possible and less than what's actually necessary. Female Alphas exist and are increasingly accepted. Merit-based succession is gaining ground. The Initiative provides real support for wolves challenging discrimination. Those are genuine victories.""But?" I prompted, hearing the unspoken caveat."But discrimination hasn't disappeared. Traditional forces continue resisting
Aria's POThe publishing house wanted to call my book "Breaking Barriers: The First Female Alpha's Journey." I vetoed that immediately."This isn't autobiography about overcoming obstacles," I told the editor during our final review. "This is manual about navigating discrimination, building movements, and sustaining yourself while doing both. The title should reflect that practicality, not create heroic narrative that makes fighting seem more romantic than it actually was."We settled on "Leading Through Change: A Female Alpha's Lessons on Merit, Movement, and Sustainable Resistance." It was accurate, comprehensive, and appropriately unglamorous for the hard truths the book contained.Maya reviewed the final manuscript, making notes in margins. "You're remarkably honest about costs and failures. Most wolves writing their experiences would focus exclusively on victories and strategic successes.""Most wolves aren't trying to prepare future generations for reality," I said. "The victori
Aria's POVThe message from Alpha Brennan arrived without warning, formal and coldly polite. He was requesting a private meeting—just the two of us, neutral territory, no advisors or witnesses. The request itself was so unusual that I immediately suspected trap."This is obvious setup," Maya said when I showed her the message. "Brennan has spent years opposing everything you represent. He doesn't suddenly want private conversation for benign reasons.""Agreed," I said. "But I'm also curious what he thinks he'll accomplish. We've defeated his coalition's major challenges, built infrastructure he can't dismantle, created momentum he can't reverse. What's left for him to try?""Personal intimidation?" Caspian suggested. "Direct threat outside official channels? Attempting to compromise you in some way that he can exploit politically?""All possible," I acknowledged. "But also—what if he genuinely wants dialogue? What if he's accepted that he can't stop the changes and wants to negotiate







