Ivy’s POVIt had been a month. A whole month of peace, calm, and healing. The kingdom had been rebuilt. Blood had been shed, bones had been buried, and now, life thrummed with the simple joy of survival. Two balls in a row had been thrown to celebrate the victory. The entire packs across the kingdom had been invited, and the celebration lasted a week straight…music, dancing, laughter, and no thought of war.I remembered my biological father’s breath of relief when I told him about Lila’s death. He had closed his eyes, exhaling as if decades of worry had finally lifted. “Now I can rest peacefully, knowing your mother’s death was not in vain,” he said softly. I tried to imagine the woman who had once been my mother, the love she might have given…but it was impossible. I let the thought fade.Touching the little swell of my belly, I promised silently to be the best mother, to love our pups equally, and to teach them to be each other’s guide and not rivals.My father, Rosa and Uncle Mar
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