Years passed, yet the memory of that night—the ridge bathed in lightning, fire, and blood—never left the pack.But scars became stories, and stories became legends. And from legends, a new era was born.The Blackpine and Twilight lands were one now, their borders erased not by war but by unity. The Alpha holds had been rebuilt into a single great citadel of stone and glass, rising above the forest like a crown. Banners of gold and silver fluttered in the wind: fire for Arden and Selene, storm for Lyra and Eric, the wolf emblem at the center binding them all.Children’s laughter filled the clearing outside the citadel. Pups—gold-eyed, storm-touched, phantom-shrouded—raced along the terrace, their energy carrying the legacy of their parents. Arden stood at the balcony, his broad frame silhouetted by the sun, watching as his daughter tackled Eric’s young son into the grass.“Aria is just like you,” Eric chuckled, stepping beside him. His hair had silvered slightly at the temples, but his
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