Chapter 77 : In Honor of the Mighty Fallen
Al's POV
The morning light broke differently today.
The war was only yesterday, and though my body bore no wounds thanks to the Moon Goddess’ grace, the weight inside me lingered. Ruby padded silently at my side in his wolf form—his fur gleaming silver where the sunlight touched, his presence grounding me as it always did. Even with his belly beginning to swell from the pregnancy, he walked with grace, every step steady and sure.
We had come to the Blackwell territory, accompanied by Alpha Blackwell himself. A man of few words but of steady presence, he led us along the path through the forest, until the trees parted to reveal the site of the Luneveil Temple.
I stopped in my tracks.
Before me rose scaffolds and pillars carved from pale stone
