ALICIA
Spring thawed the bloodied snow, melting the scars of battle into fertile earth. The valley home stood taller now, expanded with new wings for the growing families from all five packs who chose to settle in the neutral heartland. Word of our victory spread like wildfire across the continent: Mathew Grimms had retreated to his frozen stronghold, his army shattered, his legend broken. Whispers said Reaper, his wolf, still howled at night, haunted by the memory of Skylar’s golden suppression. James, wolfless and hollow, was cast out by his own pack, a wandering shell, a cautionary tale for any Alpha who thought to claim what wasn’t his.
And the north would remember, for generations, what happened when arrogance came south to claim a Luna Prime who already belonged to four unbreakable
