THE LUNA WHO CONQUERED DEATH
Chapter 37: Aftermath and Revelations
I held Luna for the first time since giving birth, marveling at how something so small could be so powerful.
Three days had passed since the battle. Crescent Moon was rebuilding. The wounded were healing, thanks to my daughter's unexpected gift. The dead were being mourned.
Twenty-three wolves were lost in the attack. Each name carved into my heart.
"She's hungry," Dr. Moira said, checking monitors in the NICU. "Her appetite is good, lungs are strengthening. She's defying every expectation for a thirty-week preemie."
"Because she's not entirely normal." I adjusted Luna carefully, watching her silver eyes track my face. "What did she do, healing everyone... has it happened again?"
"Small bursts. When she's distressed,
