No one’s P.O.V
A year had passed since that fateful night, and much had changed within the pack. The war had been won, and the rogue threat had been eradicated. The wolves that had once followed Ace had been given a choice: swear loyalty to Claire and Lucas, or face the harshness of exile.
The ones who chose to stay had been integrated into the pack, their former allegiance forgotten. Some had found new mates, others had settled into new roles, but all had felt the warmth of acceptance under the watchful eye of Luna, the mighty white wolf that Claire had become. The scent of peace and unity now permeated the pack's lands, a stark contrast to the blood and betrayal that had once marred the earth.
The pack had grown stronger in the year since the war. Claire and Lucas had become not just
