EPILOGUE

TWENTY YEARS LATER

It still stunned Alisa that she was called the Mother of Wolves.

You killed the one who killed the King, they told her when Jayden Christopher Wells breathed his last. He should have been King for winning the duel, but we had not honoured him yet when you killed him.

Now she had three strong sons. Elliott Jr., who was now twenty-seven, Melissa and Elliott’s son Felix, whom she had adopted, and her third child.

The one born because Elliott had deposited one last child in her before his death. For some reason, she had named him Jayden. The Jayden before him had had a good heart in his life but had let evil control him.

So it was that Elliott’s son with Jayden’s name was the King of the Winter and the Spring in the end.

The snow stopped when Jayden died, but it was known to fall from time to time, in its own season. Palm Springs City was no longer an all-spring city, but snow fell in it now.

Humans were still oblivious to the wolves around them, even though the number