As dusk turned the sky into a rich painting of deep purple and warm gold, Zephyr and I walked up to the highest watchtower of the Citadel fortress. The cold northern wind blew gently against our faces, but my wolf spirit kept my core comfortably warm.From this high viewpoint, we could see the entire valley stretched out beneath us. The grand stone city was glowing with thousands of warm torches and window lights. Beyond the city walls, the green fields reached toward the distant forest borders where the southern territory began.Zephyr wrapped his heavy velvet mantle around both of us, pulling me back against his broad chest as we stood side by side against the stone battlement.'Look at how peaceful it is,' I murmured softly, letting out a quiet breath of contentment.'It is everything we fought for,' Zephyr replied gently, resting his cheek against mine. 'When I think back to the dark days—when Rowan held the Silver Moon pack in terror and Valerius controlled the northern court
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