A month had passed since Sera's group arrived.
The camp had grown beyond anything Lena had imagined. Cabins stretched in every direction, connected by winding paths and communal spaces that had been planned and built by dozens of willing hands. Gardens flourished where there had been only dirt, their rows heavy with vegetables and herbs and flowers. Children, so many children, played in fields that had once known only blood and fear. Their laughter echoed through the trees, a sound that still made Lena's heart ache with wonder.
Lena walked through it each morning, marveling at what they had created. She passed the nursery where the youngest children were cared for while their parents worked. She passed the training grounds where wolves and vampires and hybrids trained together, their mov
