Kimberly POV
The Dawn That Followed
Years passed. Then decades. Then centuries.
But the story of the Blood Moon never truly faded.
In the mortal realm, the packs rebuilt their homes from the ashes of ruin. The war had scarred the world, but also united it. For the first time in generations, there was peace.
Children were born under the pale light of the moon — no longer red, no longer feared. They grew up hearing tales of the Luna who faced the Blood Moon and tamed the darkness itself. They whispered her name like a prayer.
Kimberly.
The Luna of Light.
And far beyond the mortal lands, in the depths of the Shadowlands, that name still carried power.
Lucien’s world had changed. Where once only black glass and silence stretched, now there were forests — dark, yes, but alive. The riv
