Peace had settled over Silvercrest like soft snow—quiet, gentle, and long-awaited.
Five years since the war.
Five years since Bree, the Celestial Wolf, ended the corruption that nearly split the realm.
Five years of pups, celebrations, rebuilding, and finally… normalcy.
Or as close to normal as a supernatural pack could get.
The pack lands were lively this morning—warriors training, mothers gathering herbs, young wolves chasing each other through the courtyard. Autumn sun filtered through the golden leaves, warming the earth and the wolves who called it home.
Crystal stood at the edge of the training field, her arms crossed loosely, watching her nearly-five-year-old twins tumble across the grass.
Kaiden and Lyra had always been special.
Power hummed under their skin. Their eyes glo
