The Alpha’s Rejected Human Luna
At Elias, older now, flanked by wolves who no longer watched every shadow for betrayal.
At Kade, laughing with a group of hybrid teens, scar on his arm now just a pale line, no longer the center of his story.
At Lena, arguing with Harper over “emergency lane usage” with fond exasperation.
At Morwen, letting a pup braid her hair while she muttered about “fine motor skills” and “witch dignity.”
At Rowan and Sera, our two impossible, ordinary miracles, standing tall under a sky that had once felt like a threat.