The wind over Dark Hollow is no longer cruel. It carries no scent of fear, no tremble of war drums. Instead, it brings warmth—the kind that settles deep in the bones, like the breath of something ancient finally laid to rest. I walk through the ruins of what once was a battlefield, not as a goddess, not as an exile, but as something simpler. As Selena.Around me, the land begins to heal. The ash recedes. The blood sinks into the soil. Wolves gather, their gazes filled with awe, confusion, and something else—something I recognize too well: hope. The Spiral sleeps now, its voice quiet within me, its hunger gone. And in that silence, I finally hear the sound of my own footsteps, steady and free.Damian waits near the altar stone, the same one that once bore the ancient rites of union, now cracked by fire and time. He doesn’t stand tall like an Alpha. He kneels, his head bowed—not in weakness, but in understanding. His wolf does not bristle. It does not fight. It listens, just as he does.
최신 업데이트 : 2025-06-19
