Rosie's Bloom
Mira chases after it, yelling dramatic threats at James, whose only response is falling face-first into the grass.
Claria laughs, leaning into Ares’s chest.
Their world.
Their pack.
Their peace.
For the first time, it feels truly theirs.
Ares nudges her gently.
“You ready for what comes next?”
She smiles calm, certain, radiant.
“Yes,” she answers softly.
“I think we finally are.”
The sun rises higher over the pack lands, bathing them in gold.
And just like that
the story of Aria, Clara, and Claria doesn’t end.
It simply turns the page
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