As Draven and his packmen returned home, Myra and Jorah rode on the backs of the alpha and beta wolves, and the gates swung open to welcome them.
As the alphas returned, the people gathered in crowds, watching and cheering, and believing that the war between the Nightclaw pack and the Lykos pack had finally been put to an end.
After the agreement from the accords, Myra felt a sense of relief as she gladly returned to the pack, although she knew the lycans still had something up their sleeves, as did they all. But right now, she decided to live in the moment.
Last night, when she and Draven opened their hearts to each other, she assured him that she had decided to stay in the pack and wouldn't leave anymore. Recalling the big grin on his face, her heart fluttered once more.
However, her
