The valley was waking to a new rhythm.No longer measured by alarms, patrols, or whispers of the Council’s next move. It was measured by life itself—growth, renewal, and cautious celebration of a peace hard won.Lunaria walked among her wolves, golden light filtering through the forest canopy, her hand brushing over the heads of pups and adults alike. Everywhere she went, her presence inspired calm, trust, and quiet awe. She was not just Luna. She was legacy, survival, and hope intertwined.Kael stayed near her, his golden eyes sweeping the trees, alert yet relaxed. Even he could allow himself the luxury of presence now, instead of tension.Nyra followed behind, her usual energy tempered by a new awe. “You know,” she said softly, “you’ve changed everything. The valley… the packs… the world as they knew it.”Lunaria smiled faintly, eyes scanning a group of young wolves training together, unafraid, unhurried. “We changed it together. Kael, the pups, every wolf willing to trust—not fear.
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