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Hibiscus Found Her Luna.

Hibiscus shifted into his massive brown wolf without a word. Fur rippled over muscle. Bones lengthened. His senses exploded open, every scent sharper, every sound clearer, the faint, broken pull of the mate bond suddenly louder in his chest. Liliana didn’t give him time to sink into the grief that threatened to swallow him whole. She knew delay would only make the search harder. She looked at him, voice quiet but unyielding. “I’ll only let you grieve properly when you have a body to grieve over. Until then, we keep moving.” Hibiscus lowered his heavy frame to the damp ground. Liliana climbed onto his broad back, small fingers curling deep into the thick fur at his shoulders. The two of them left the garden alone, swallowed by the night. Hibiscus forced his mind deeper into the shattered bond, searching for whatever fragile thread still connected him to Andrea. The effort sent sharp pain through his skull. His heart slammed unevenly against

Hibiscus is Still an Alpha.

Footsteps approached through the dark.Hibiscus lowered his head and slowly sank to the ground so Liliana could climb down safely. Mud and swamp water still clung to both of them. The heavy scent of wet earth and decay followed them like a second skin.Matthias and Shaina were the first to reach them. The moment they stepped out of the estate, their eyes found the small figure of their daughter and the Alpha beside her.“Liliana! You...you snuck out with Alpha Hibiscus? I told you we could do your plan in the morning. Why can’t you-”Matthias’s voice rose in a low, angry growl, but it was cut short by a sharp pinch from Shaina. The rare, hard look she gave him made him fall silent at once. She simply pointed.Matthias followed her gaze.His words died in his throat.Hibiscus carefully took the skeleton from Liliana's arms. The moment the weight left her, he dropped to his knees and pulled the remains tightly against his chest.People from the man

Packs Banning Blacklore.

The funeral was held in private.Only those who had loved Andrea in life were allowed to stand beneath the dark canopy of trees as her remains were laid to rest. No outsiders. No formal announcements. Just the quiet grief of a pack that had finally been given the truth. Vladclaw closed its borders for a full week. Guards stood at every entrance. The territory itself seemed to hold its breath, giving the living space to mourn without interruption.When the week ended, Hibiscus returned to his duties.He carried the weight of what had been lost, but he no longer allowed it to keep him from the work of an Alpha. Decisions were made. Orders were given. The pack, still raw from the revelations, began the slow process of steadying itself under his command once more.Liliana and her parents left the same day.The private plane carried them back to Redborne territory under a gray morning sky. Little was said during the flight. Shaina held Liliana clos

Liliana's 10th Birthday.

The Ancestral Hall of Winterchase had been transformed.Soft golden light spilled from crystal fixtures, catching on the ancient stone pillars and the long tables dressed in silver and white. Fresh flowers lined the walls, white blooms mixed with the rare Lunar bloom flowers that had been carefully arranged for the night. The air carried the quiet scent of pine from the surrounding mountains and the warmer fragrance of the feast waiting to be shared.Every allied pack had sent its leaders in person. They stood in formal attire, each one carrying the quiet weight of their position, yet tonight none of them looked untouchable. They waited with genuine smiles for the guest of honor.When Liliana appeared at the top of the stairs, the hall fell into a soft hush.She wore a silver dress that caught every light and seemed to glow from within. A delicate tiara, chosen by both Hannah and Shaina, rested in her dark hair. Tiny gemstones embedded in her

The Traumatic Memories of the Birthday, Rewritten.

The banquet was slowly winding down.Music still drifted from the hall, softer now, mixed with quiet laughter and the low clink of glasses. Most of the guests had moved into smaller groups, content to let the night settle. Liliana slipped away from the last of the well-wishers and stepped out onto the wide stone balcony that overlooked the mountains.The moment the glass doors closed behind her, the noise of the celebration faded into a distant murmur. Cool night air brushed against her skin, carrying the clean scent of pine and distant snow. A nearly full moon hung above the peaks, washing the stone railing in pale silver light. Below, the dark forest stretched endlessly, quiet and still under the weight of the mountains.Clementine followed a moment later. He closed the doors carefully, sealing the warmth of the hall behind them, and came to stand beside her. Close enough that their shoulders almost touched, but not quite.Liliana rested he

Peaceful Post-Celebration.

The night air on the balcony slowly cooled as the last of the music faded inside the Ancestral Hall.Liliana and Clementine eventually stepped back through the glass doors. Guests began to take their leave, offering final congratulations before departing into the mountain night. The grand space that had been filled with light and laughter gradually emptied until only family remained.Later, in the quiet of the guest wing, Liliana climbed into the large bed between her parents. The soft blankets still carried the faint scent of the evening’s flowers. She curled close to both of them, small hands resting against their sides.“I love you,” she whispered into the dim room. “Both of you. So much.”Shaina pressed a gentle kiss to her daughter’s hair. Matthias’s arm settled protectively around them both. The three of them, exhausted from the long celebration and the weight of everything that had come before it, fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.••••••••

After Three Years.

The greenhouse was alive with quiet motion.Soft morning light filtered through the glass panels, catching on the pale silver petals of the Lunar blooms. Workers moved carefully between the rows, gloved hands gentling the stems as they harvested. The air smelled of damp earth and the faint, cool sweetness of the flowers themselves. No one spoke louder than a murmur. The work felt almost sacred.Footsteps approached along the central path.Shaina looked up first and smiled, warm, proud, and soft.A moment later the workers noticed as well.Liliana walked toward them in a simple white dress that caught the light like moonlight on water. Her dark orange hair was pulled into a neat full bun, leaving her face clear. At thirteen she already carried herself with quiet certainty, yet the smile she offered the workers was still bright and kind, so much so that more than one of them later swore she looked like the Moon Goddess herself had stepped into t

Entering The Whitefang Territory.

The Lunar blooms had already completed their quiet journey.Harvested with care in the greenhouses of Redborne territory, the silver-petaled flowers were transported under guard to Winterchase, where the apothecaries refined them into the core material for the Antitoxin. From there the finished formula traveled once more, this time to Silvershade territory, where the final product was carefully measured, sealed, and packed into crates for distribution across the allied packs. The air in the packing halls still carried the faint, cool sweetness of the refined blooms.While that work continued, Liliana left under a different purpose.She traveled toward Whitefang territory under the guise of a wandering merchant, accompanied by Clementine, who had insisted on coming, and the omega twins Zephyr and Zollie. The twins had managed her merchant business for the past two years and were well-known along the trade routes.The four of them rode in the back of a l

Transaction Done.

When they reached the drop-off location, the air changed.A single witch stood in the center of the loading yard, whip coiled in one hand. Whitefang pack members moved around her like exhausted laborers, heads lowered, muscles straining under crates and sacks. The pride that once marked the Whitefang wolves had been stripped away. The witch's kind they had once captured and sold now held the whip.“You lazy wolves, move!” the witch barked. “Don’t let the twins unload them for us!”The long leather crack of the whip cut the air. A young man who had stumbled from pure exhaustion cried out as the lash struck his shoulder. Dust rose around his boots.Liliana’s fists clenched so tightly her nails bit into her palms. Every instinct pushed her forward. She forced the words through her mind like a mantra."I’m here on a mission. Don’t lose it. Endure it. Don’t look."Clementine felt the shift in her body behind him. Without a word he drew his cloak wider and pul

Darkiel Pack's Mission.

The unloading finished under the harsh midday sun.Merida approached Zephyr with a heavy pouch clutched in both hands. Her fingers still trembled slightly from the earlier tension.“Four hundred thousand wolfzen,” she said, voice tight, “and one box of the new drug we produced, as agreed.”She gestured sharply. A Whitefang wolf hurried forward and placed a sealed wooden box into the back of the truck.Zephyr accepted the pouch without opening it. “We won’t count it. We trust not a single wolfzen is missing.”He climbed into the driver’s seat. Zollie took the passenger side. Clementine helped Liliana into the open back of the truck, then settled beside her among the now-empty crates. The engine rumbled to life, and they pulled away from the loading yard, leaving the crack of the whip and the scent of dust behind.Their next stop was a modest storefront nestled in the Whitefang market district, the front operated by the Darkiel pack. Fresh goods and carefu

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