EPILOGUE

EPILOGUE

BRINLEY'S POV:

We had risen from the ashes of all that had happened to us.

Our pack had begun to rebuild and thrive in the South of Greece, sustaining a profitable population.

Laws were changed, regulations were put in place, and our people were treated with kindness and respect.

My end of my dead mother's prophecy was fulfilled. On the exact day she'd predicted, I'd given birth to not only a son, but also a daughter. I had never seen Coal so full of love, joy, and pure happiness.

We'd named them after the Greek twins, Apollo and Artemis. Apollo was the god of prophecy, healing and light so we felt it fitting for our son. We named his twin sister after the goddess herself, in representation of the gifts she'd given us.

As we leave our old life of war and death behind us, we prepare for a new chapter of birth and healing. I pray that my children never face the challenges we had, be smart enough to avoid such danger and know when to say no.

I'd teach my kids the lessons I'd l