*Lyra*
Bram tilts his head, studying me as though he isn’t sure he heard me correctly. “What do you mean, making a habit of it?”
“What do you think about me leading more missions? Trying to be Song’s leader, even if just temporarily. Long enough to get rid of Kaelen and help rebuild this pack.”
“I think it would be great,” he says simply. “And I’ll support you no matter what you choose to do.”
I throw my arms around him, pressing my face against his chest. “Thank you,” I whisper. “For always having my back. No matter what.”
The pack is still celebrating, voices weaving in and out of laughter. I catch Serena’s gaze across the firelight, and we share a nod of mutual respect.
Children play a game of tag between the scattered pines, chasing one another with bright, carefree shouts. Spar
