Mag-log inThey would, when it felt right.When Cassian had settled more fully into his new role. The pack was adjusting to so much change already; introducing their new Luna could wait until things were more stable.Despite the hardships of the past several months, Cassian looked… lighter.The weight of leade
Third Person POV — EpilogueThe mountains were green again.Spring had taken Moonstone and Silver Fang in hand and refused to let go, draping the valleys in wildflowers and fresh growth, softening scars that would never fully disappear but no longer dominated the land. The borders were quiet now—not
It felt nothing like triumph.It felt like grief given form.When it was finally done—when the crowds dispersed and the formalities ended—Cassian escaped the packhouse.Ellie found him later, standing at the edge of the upper courtyard.Moonstone spread out before them, wild and untamed and achingly
Third Person POVMoonstone mourned for three days.Not because tradition demanded it—though it did—but because no one could bear to stop.The first day was silence. Bells tolled at dawn and dusk, their low, resonant notes carrying through the mountains and into the valleys beyond.The packhouse door
His hands fisted in the fabric at her back as if letting go might mean losing her too. His grief poured out unchecked—rage, sorrow, disbelief tangled together in harsh, broken breaths.Claire turned away quietly, already moving toward the next wounded body.She didn’t look back.Ellie POVThey took
Third Person POVThe silence came slowly.Not all at once—not as a sudden absence of sound—but in layers, like the world cautiously testing whether it was finally safe to breathe again.Steel stopped ringing. Orders ceased. The distant clash at the border faded into memory as horns signaled retreat
Nolan POVThis was the last thing I wanted to be doing right now, but the race for alpha king would be starting soon, and I had no choice but to participate in the formalities that led to it.The chamber of the kingdom elders was as solemn as it was suffocating. Ancient banners hung heavy on the sto
I forced a smile, trying to brush it aside. “You don’t know me well enough to make an offer like that. Marriage, politics, protection—it’s a bit much for someone I’ve barely spoken to.”“Barely spoken to? Darling, you’ve called me in tears, begging for my help. Or have you forgotten so soon?”His wo
Ellie POVI stared at my phone, the title of the article Rae had sent to me filling the screen.“Is the Silver Fang Luna the Goddess’s Chosen Messenger?”It had only been two days since Nolan’s test at the altar. While all of the attention had been on him at the time, rumors had started spreading ab
Third person POVThe night was beginning to wind down, but the palace hall still hummed with music and the soft murmur of conversation. All of the formalities were dealt with, and people were just enjoying the party now.Ellie had taken refuge near one of the tall windows. Alaric and Cassian had kep







