NICHOLAS'S POV
The night was alive with the echoes of celebration, the air thick with magic, power, and bloodline. The pack had finally accepted her—not with polite gestures or reluctant respect, but with something deeper, primal. They had accepted her with the kind of loyalty only a true Luna could command. And I stood there, watching her, feeling it all. My mate. My Luna. The woman who had fought for everything she had, and now stood tall beside me, the storm that would shake this world to its core.
It wasn’t just the way she held herself, the confidence she exuded, or the strength in her voice that made her remarkable. No, it was deeper than that. It was the way she was *meant* for this. Every challenge, every trial she’d faced, had prepared her for this very moment. There was no ques
