Moonlit Love
Elias asked, his voice low and warm.
Kate shook her head, her eyes sweeping across the valley where the pack gathered in the open clearing. Pups tumbled and chased one another in joyful abandon, their laughter carrying like ripples on a still pond. Among the young wolves was a little silver-furred pup with bright amber eyes, darting after a butterfly with endless curiosity. Kate’s heart ached with hope.
“She’s the future,” Kate said softly, a tender smile touching her lips. The pup’s name — Lyria — was a symbol of everything they had fought to protect. Born under the crescent moon, her presence was a beacon of new beginnings and renewed strength.
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