Four months had passed since the final battle.
Silverpine had transformed.
The borders were secure, patrols were lighter, and laughter could once again be heard in the central clearing.
Homes had been fully repaired, new pups were being born, and the pack link felt warm and steady for the first time in years.
Elena stood barefoot in the garden behind the Alpha’s cabin, her hands gently brushing over the leaves of the herb plants she had started growing. The morning sun warmed her skin, and a soft breeze carried the scent of pine and wildflowers.
She felt… different.
For the past two weeks, she had been waking up with a strange queasiness in the mornings. Her breasts felt tender, and she was more tired than usual, even though her wounds had long since healed.
At first, she thought i
