Where We Left Off 소설 & 이야기

They were the maps of how far we had come. Daniel squeezed my hand, his thumb tracing the line of my ring. "Where to now, partner?" I smiled, looking out at the vast, open horizon. "Home, Daniel. Let's go home." The sun was high in the sky now, warming the earth and casting long, golden shadows across the path. We stepped into the car, leaving the ruins of the old world behind us. The story was finally ours to write, one day at a time, with no more hidden entries or tactical deceptions.

We'd found our way home to each other while this time nothing would tear us apart again. Forever started now. THE END

The lights come on and the stage is set. I leave you behind to go do my best. You know where to stay and wait on me- Somehow that's how we had turned out to be. - YC We learnt our trade and which voice to trust Through conversations we had had with just us. You and I- we were young, we believed. We immersed our futures in the songs that we weaved. -CJ But your footfalls then came from somewhere new

We were back in the Fangworth pack land, just back at the Alpha's territory. Back? We never left, we were still there. Right in his pack pack land market. I glanced at Hayden, then back at where we were coming from. How did we end up there?

♡Joan♡ Note: If you like reading with music, try Meryl Streep’s "The Winner Takes It All." It’s even better with headphones. Enjoy! 😊🤭 We left for Spain—not to visit Luna, but for a change of scenery. After a month of therapy, we were in a much better place. Healing wasn’t instant, but we were making progress. I stepped into the living room, taking in my surroundings while Aaron pulled our bags in behind me.

“Then let’s go home.” We slept. Deep. Safe. The worm died. Apex stabilized. The warrants evaporated, quietly, unofficially. Eze rotted in prison. And we flew back, not to Lagos. To the estancia. Cattle are still there. The lake is still jade. The house is still waiting. We walked the porch at sunset. Hand in hand.

“What do we do now?” I turned back toward the forest. Toward the fortress, forty miles of dark trees and cold river and open ground away. Toward the Joined and the channel and Mira sleeping in her four hundred year old chair and Sarah who would already be organizing the morning briefing and the pack that needed its Alpha to come home and tell them something true. “Now we go back,” I said. “And we figure out the next part.” We had taken two steps into the forest when my communication crystal rang.

We aren't safe, we have to leave. To be continued.

“That’s it. End of an era.” “End of late-night cramming sessions and early morning drama,” Delona added with a smirk. I sighed, looking around one last time. “End of this chapter. Time to see what’s next.” The three of us grabbed our bags and wheeled them out into the hallway. The sound of the wheels on the tile floor echoed loudly, a reminder that we were leaving this place behind. Outside, the guys were waiting for us. Troy leaned casually against a tree, his alpha aura as commanding as ever. Darius stood beside him, looking every bit the picture-perfect mate as Hazel had described.

Together, we had created a haven of peace, a sanctuary where simplicity and love reigned supreme—a legacy that would live on, inspiring generations to come. As the moon cast its gentle glow over the island, we took one last look at the beach where our journey had begun, grateful for the twists and turns that had led us here. And hand in hand, we walked toward our cottage, ready to embrace the infinite possibilities that awaited us on this island of love, serenity, and endless hope.