To my wonderful readers,We have now come to the end of this book. From the bottom of my heart, I want to say thank you for sticking with my story all the way to the end.Whether you tore through it in one wild sitting or savored it slowly, chapter by chapter, I'm beyond grateful that you chose to come along for the ride. I poured my heart into this story, and knowing you were there to feel it with me means more than I can ever say.Your support, your time, your belief in these characters... it's everything. Truly. Writers may create the worlds, but it's readers like you who bring them to life.So thank you for being here. Thank you for feeling it all. Thank you for letting this story live in your heart for a little while.Keep reading. Keep dreaming. And never stop chasing the magic between the pages.Love always,❤️Fiona❤️******(And before I forget.. this isn't the last you'll see of our beloved heroes' children! We'll be revisiting the next generation very soon. But for now, Jes
EIGHTEEN YEARS LATERThe years had been kind to King Kanyon and Queen Jessica. Time may have seasoned their faces and softened their edges, but their passion for each other and their chaotic brood of children had only grown stronger. Ruling Lycania was their duty, but parenting... well, that was their true adventure.Most days, they handled it like pros, but today was not one of those days.Kanyon was just about to slip himself inside Jessica. Her legs were wrapped around his hips beneath the silky sheets.. when—BAM!The bedroom door flew open like it had been drop-kicked off its hinges."Mom!" Eleanor, their oldest daughter, screeched. "You were supposed to be in my chambers at six to style my hair! Did you forget?""Mom!" Melissa charged in right behind her, holding up a dress. "I ordered white with sequins, and this is cream with ruffles! Are ruffles even still a thing?"Under the covers, Kanyon groaned. "Do you two ever knock?" he grunted, sliding off Jessica and yanking the blan
THE NEXT MORNINGThe sun hadn't even warmed the stone courtyard yet, but the air was thick with the kind of grief only distance could birth.Jessica stood at Kanyon's side as they prepared to say goodbye yet again. The past few weeks had been filled with farewells, but this one was harder. This one felt like a final goodbye."I can't believe we're not coming this time," Falcon pouted, adjusting the glittering cuffs on his velvet coat. "This is a historical mission, and I am being left behind.""My father's coming to see me fight in the upcoming tournament," Theo said, his hand casually resting on Falcon's waist. "Besides, we have a kingdom to take over.""Your father is stepping down as king?" Kanyon arched a brow in surprise."Yes, he will be soon," Theo nodded. "He wants me and my mate to take over when the threat of the ferals is gone."Falcon gasped dramatically. "Me? A queen? Of an entire region? Oh, babe, I was born to wear crowns and sparkles." He turned and posed like royalty,
ONE MONTH LATERThe cursed full moon was now a memory, and for the first time in what felt like forever, the skies above Lycania were soft and serene. The lunar glow had returned to its natural silver grace, and with it, peace had settled like dew on the kingdom's soul.The courtyard was bathed in golden morning light, a gentle breeze carrying the scent of blooming frost lilies from the royal gardens. It was a perfect day for goodbyes, if such a thing could ever exist.Alpha Daniel and Luna Ariel stood at the grand entrance of the castle. Baby Dante was curled peacefully in his mother's arms, his little chest rising and falling in quiet rhythm, unaware of the momentous farewell unfolding around him."Your Majesties," Daniel said, his voice steady but touched with emotion as he bowed to Jessica and Kanyon. "Thank you... for everything. I'm forever in your debt."Kanyon reached out and shook his hand firmly, clasping his shoulder afterward like a brother. "As soon as the triplets start
The Lycan people slept throughout the rest of the day, tired from the adventurous night they had.The night came again. It was a crescent moon, but oh how brightly it shone. The castle was quiet and peaceful. Jessica stood on the balcony wrapped in a silk robe, the wind tugging at her hair. Below, the castle grounds were tranquil. There were no longer any dead Lycans, nor was there any blood and gore.Jessica could sense that life was returning to normal.Kanyon came up behind her and slid his arms around her waist, pulling her against his chest."You changed the course of fate," he whispered in her ear."I don't know about that," Jessica replied. "All I did was just ask the Moon Goddess for my forgiveness."He chuckled softly. "You didn't just ask. You made her give it to you."She turned in his arms and looked up into his eyes. "I was terrified.""But you still went.""That's what love makes you do," she murmured. "Stupid and impossible things."She leaned in and kissed him. She se
While everyone else was at breakfast, Jessica was walking the grounds, taking in the sight of the horror the night before had brought.She was barefoot, and her white gown clung to her skin, damp from her fresh shower and the morning dew. Her arms bore scratches, her knuckles still raw from clawing at fate itself the night before. But none of that mattered now.She noticed a brown-haired she-lycan stooped over a ripped-up body. Jessica swallowed hard. She remembered his scent and how sweet his blood tasted. He was one of the Lycans who had tried to get inside the castle, and she had ripped into him like he was paper."Moses!" the woman cried. "Please, you can't leave me and our baby!" she sobbed.Bile rose in Jessica's throat. She turned on her feet and ran, but was stopped when she bumped into hard muscles."Jessica!" Kanyon said."I did this!" she said. "I killed our own.""You had no choice, Jessica," Kanyon held her close and kissed her head. "Come on, our babies need their mother