Luna Valentina's POV:
After the war broke out, it took Alpha Yukon three years to put the pack back together. When the pack was back into shape and more security was added, he stepped back down, and Markus resumed his position as Alpha. As for me, not much has changed. Although I was terrified of going into heat, I never did. The type of marking that Markus gave me put everyone off. My moon blood, as well. I smelled like a dead animal. So, my moon-blood-masking-sense worked fine every month, and I was hardly ever in pain.
There came a knock at my door. I got up from my writing desk and went to answer the door. I opened the door to see an Omega holding a bouquet of white roses. "From the Alpha Luna."
I took the roses from her. "Thank you, Amber. I appreciate you," I said with a smile.
