Mona's POV The wheel hit another pothole, and Rose bounced in my lap, still somehow sleeping through the jolt that made the rest of us wince."How does she do that?" Lyra asked, peering at her little sister with genuine curiosity. "We've been traveling for three weeks, and she's slept through everything—storms, wolves howling, even Cassian's snoring.""I don't snore," Cassian protested, his seven-year-old dignity offended."You do," Derek said from beside me, his hand finding mine across the cramped carriage space. "Like a bear cub with a cold."We were somewhere between Crimson Fang and Moonwater Pack, on roads I'd once traveled barefoot and bleeding, running for my life. Now I rode in a diplomatic carriage, wearing Alpha robes, with three children who called me Mama and a mate who'd loved me through death and back. The contrast made my chest tight with emotions I couldn't name."Tell us again why we have to visit every single pack," Cassian groaned, his lightning sparking faintly w
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