MasukThey 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 POV"When are you going to marry Felicity?"The question took me completely off guard. I stared at her silently for a long moment, unable to think of a reaction. How could she be so completely indifferent to the fact that Felicity was basically announcing to the entire pack her intention to st
“Healthy as can be. You’re doing great, mama,” she assured me—Which only made me cry harder.Third Person POVEllie walked out of the ultrasound appointment with the printed photos tucked safely into her pocket. She wiped her eyes and kept them fixed on the door as she left, careful not to let Feli
Ellie POVFor all of Nolan’s complaining about being late, we arrived basically right on time. The pack elders were still hovering around the door, waiting for us, making their formal greetings as soon as we walked in.I stood beside Nolan, holding onto his arm, smiling politely and playing my role
Ellie POVI’m sitting on the couch, curled up with a blanket over my lap, watching some trashy reality show when Rae lets out a groan.“What was that about?” I asked, frowning at her with concern.“It’s just Steph texting me about her wedding,” Rae said with a dramatic sigh.Steph was a friend of ou







