INICIAR SESIÓNA Letter to My Beloved Readers🥰 Dear cherished readers🥰, As I type these final words, I find myself overwhelmed with emotions I didn't expect to feel. It's been eight months. Two hundred and forty days of pouring my heart, soul, and every ounce of creative energy into Milo and Damon's story. And you were there with me, every single step of the way.😘🤩 I want you to know that every comment you left, every reaction you shared, every moment you took to engage with this story… it mattered. On the days when I doubted myself, I read your comments, and found the strength to move on. To my most dedicated readers… you are the heartbeat of this story. You showed up chapter after chapter, sometimes waiting anxiously for updates. Strawberryboss, your detailed comments and theories kept me on my toes. and so many other readers whose names have become familiar friends in my notifications. You guys reminded me why I write such intense scenes…because when they land, they truly resonate. you ha
Chapter 238: EpilogueFive Years Latermilo povI stood on the rebuilt temple's balcony, watching the sun set over our territory that now stretched for miles, and marveled at how much had changed.The temple itself was no longer a place of pain and sacrifice, but a center of learning and healing. The gardens Daphne tended sprawled around it, filled with medicinal herbs and beautiful flowers. Enhanced soldiers who had chosen to stay now served as teachers, sharing their knowledge with the next generation.Below, in the open training grounds, children played… omega and normal wolves running together without any distinction. Their laughter echoed up to me, pure and joyful. Among them, I spotted Ezra, now five years old and already showing signs of powerful abilities inherited from both his parents. He was playing some kind of game with a group of children, his serious expression making me smile.Beside him, our three-year-old daughter Lyra chased after the older kids, determined not to
Chapter 137: wedding night Milo povI took a shaky breath, trying to compose myself enough to speak clearly."Damon," I began, my voice surprisingly steady despite my tears. "When I first arrived at this pack, I was broken. Years of abuse had convinced me I was worthless, that I deserved the cruelty I received, that I would never be anything more than the failure everyone told me I was."I saw several pack members wiping their own eyes, but I kept my focus on Damon."You saw something different. You saw potential, strength, value… things I couldn't see in myself. You were patient with my fears, gentle with my wounds, and relentless in showing me that I deserved better."My grip on his hands tightened."So today, I promise you this: I will trust you with my heart, my fears, my dreams, and my darkness. I promise to keep growing, keep healing, keep becoming the mate you deserve. I will be faithful, honest, and true. I will love you in the easy moments and the difficult ones, in sickness
Chapter 236: The Wedding DayMilo povI woke to soft golden sunlight streaming through the windows and the sound of noise in the hallway outside our quarters."...no, the white roses go to the garden, not the great hall!""Has anyone seen the ring bearer's outfit?""Someone needs to keep the musicians away from the wine until after the ceremony!"Daphne's voice carried clearly through the door, it sounded like she was organising a small army. I smiled despite my nerves, grateful that someone competent was managing the logistics."Having Second Thoughts?" Damon's sleep-rough voice asked from beside me.I turned to find him already awake, watching me with those golden eyes that still made my heart skip."Not even close," I said honestly. "Just... taking it in. This is really happening.""This is really happening," Damon confirmed, reaching over to cup my face. "In approximately six hours, you will officially be my husband. King Milo. My mate, my omega, my everything, with the paperwork
Chapter 235: forever starts nowDamon povThe rest of the day passed in a blur of responsibilities and decisions. Pack members came with concerns and questions. Trade caravans needed approval for routes. The enhanced soldiers wanted guidance on training protocols. Every moment was full, but satisfying in its own way.By the time evening rolled around, I was exhausted but content. We had made progress on multiple fronts, strengthened alliances, and set the foundation for the changes we wanted to implement.I went on a search for the only person that would ease my tension. After minutes of walking around, I found him standing on our private balcony. Ezra was asleep in his arms, and he was humming that same lullaby from this morning."Penny for your thoughts?" I asked, coming up behind him and wrapping my arms around both him and our son."Just thinking about how different everything is," Milo said softly. "A year ago, I was still being abused by my old pack. Six months ago, I was pregna
Chapter 234: Forever Starts NowDamon's POVDawn broke slowly, painting our chambers in soft gold and pink light. I watched Milo as he fed Ezra, He was humming softly, one of the lullabies he had taken to singing to our son, and the domestic scene made my chest tight with emotion.This. This was what I had almost lost.Milo looked up and caught me staring. A slight blush colored his cheeks… adorable, given what we had done throughout the night."What?" he asked, adjusting Ezra in his arms."Just... memorizing this," I admitted. "the way the morning light makes your hair glow. The soft smile when you look at Ezra. The contentment I feel through our bond. I never want to forget a single moment."Milo's expression softened. "You are getting sentimental in your old age, our dearest alpha.""I am not old," I protested, moving to sit beside them on the bed. "I'm seasoned. There's a difference.""Mmm, semantics," Milo teased, but he leaned into me when I wrapped an arm around his shoulders.







