The celebration after the ceremony lasted for days.
Wolves howled with joy, their voices rising to the moon in songs that had not been sung in generations. Vampires danced with abandon they had not shown in centuries, their ancient grace giving way to something wilder, something freer. Hybrids ran through the crowds, their laughter bright as stars, their faces free of fear for the first time in their lives. Food and drink appeared from nowhere, carried by hands that wanted to give, prepared by hearts that wanted to serve. Music filled every corner of the camp, old songs and new songs, melodies that had been passed down for millennia and tunes that were being invented in the moment.
Lena sat at the center of it all, her husbands beside her, her family around her, her heart full to burstin
