Semua Bab Unseen Sparks: Bab 21 - Bab 25

- Emory - The night sky stretched endlessly above us, stars twinkling like distant lanterns. The pack’s celebration was in full swing—howls, laughter, and the pounding of drums echoed through the clearing. Fires blazed brightly, casting flickering shadows that danced across the faces of my pack. The air was thick with the scent of roasted meats, sweet berries, and the unmistakable energy of relief and hope.I found myself standing at the edge, watching the scene unfold. My heart swelled with pride, but beneath that, a persistent relief that I couldn’t quite contain. We had survived. We had fought through darkness and betrayal, and tonight, we celebrated life—our life—as one.Wolves of all ages danced and howled, some with tears of joy streaking their faces. Others simply roared with victory, their voices blending into the night. The younger ones ran around, laughing and chasing each other, their innocence a stark contrast to the night’s brutality.

- Alice - I woke up this morning feeling like my stomach was twisting itself apart. It wasn’t just nausea—this was aggressive, relentless. I curled into a ball, clutching my belly as waves of sickness hit me again and again. I could hear Emory’s thoughts faintly—his worry, his suspicion, as he saw me clutching the toilet.What if it’s another attack? Another plant? Poison? His mind raced, full of dark possibilities. I could feel his concern, thick and heavy. Part of me wanted to roll my eyes. He’s overreacting. It’s probably just exhaustion, or maybe I’m catching the flu. Lyra’s been so exhausted lately, maybe she’s getting sick too.I sighed, trying to steady my breathing. I knew I should tell him I was fine, that it was probably nothing. But I also knew how he was—his mind raced to protect us all, sometimes jumping to the worst-case scenario.Finally, I decided we needed to get checked out. I pushed myself up weakly, and

- Emory -I woke up before the sun had fully risen, the soft glow of dawn slipping through the curtains. The air was still, the world outside quiet and peaceful—a stark contrast to the chaos we’d faced just months ago. For a moment, I simply lay there, taking in the steady rise and fall of Alice’s breathing beside me. Her face was soft and peaceful in sleep, her hair splayed across the pillow, and I felt a deep sense of gratitude wash over me.In all my years, I’d never known a happiness quite like this—peace, love, a future I could finally see clearly. We’d come so far. The pack was growing stronger, their spirits renewed. The threats that once loomed over us seemed distant now; the attacks had stopped, and the pack’s numbers slowly swelled. We’d done it—together.I reached out, gently brushing a stray lock of hair away from Alice’s face. She stirred softly, her eyes fluttering open, a quiet smile forming as she saw me.“Good morning,” I whispered, voice thick with emotion.She respo