The courtyard fell silent. Blackwood's body lay still, his cold eyes staring blankly at the sky. The reign of terror that had plagued the Silver Crescent Pack for decades was finally over. Selene stood amidst the chaos, her body trembling with exhaustion and relief. Her hands were stained with blood—not her own, but her enemies'. The sword clattered to the ground as her grip weakened.
Kael held her tightly, his golden eyes filled with a mixture of triumph and sorrow. His body was covered in wounds, but he didn't seem to feel the pain. All that mattered was that she was safe.
"It's over," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "It's finally over."
Selene clung to him, her body shaking with sobs. She thought of her mother, of the woman who had sacrificed everything to protect her. She thought of
