They returned from the honeymoon to a changed camp.
Word of their marriage had spread beyond their borders, carried by travelers and traders and the invisible networks of the supernatural world. Distant wolf packs had heard the news within days. Hidden vampire covens had learned of it within a week. Hybrids scattered across the wilderness, living in isolation and fear, had begun to dare to hope. Messages of congratulations piled up at the camp's entrance, written on parchment and bark and old leather, in languages Lena could not always read. Gifts arrived daily, baskets of food and handcrafted items and treasures that had been passed down for generations. Visitors came from faraway lands, traveling for weeks or months, wanting to meet the trio who had united their world.
"It is overwhelm
