Five years passed in Ashbourne, and the seasons turned the way they always had. Serena stood on the high veranda of the manor each morning and watched the light move across the land, below her the pack moved with order. Warriors trained in lines across the yard, their steps matching, their voices low. Merchants came through the gates with carts and ledgers, and they bowed before they spoke. The Silver Moon banner hung above the walls. It was white and silver, even when the wind blew, it didn’t tear or get damaged.She was no longer called the returned daughter. The pack called her Queen now, and the title had settled on her slowly. It came from clear decisions, from borders that stayed safe, from the quiet strength she no longer hid from anyone. Her silver light answered when she needed it, and it moved with precision. Luna stayed beside her at all times, large and calm, watching everything with eyes that missed nothing. Alexander and Elara were five. Five years had passed since
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