*Freesia*
The sun hangs high in the sky, casting dappled shadows across the yard where the pack has gathered. I stand beside Raze, who is finally fully healed, my heart swelling with pride as I watch him address everyone. He radiates strength and confidence, the kind that can only come from having faced death and emerged victorious. Jo clutches his hand, her small fingers wrapping around his strong ones, a picture of innocence and trust.
Around us, the air buzzes with energy. Members of the pack stand in small clusters, their expressions a mixture of concern and determination. I glance at Torren and Raylee who stand slightly behind us, their hands intertwined, the unmistakable glow of impending parenthood illuminating Raylee’s face. It’s a reminder that out here life continues even in th
