CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
Autumn came to the mountains, painting Haven in shades of gold and red.
The community had grown to nearly a hundred hybrids now. Buildings spread across the hillside, connected by winding paths. Gardens had been harvested and stored for winter. Defenses were stronger than ever. And every day, more hybrids arrived—word was spreading, hope was growing.
Sasha walked through Haven on a crisp October morning, greeting her people by name. She knew almost all of them now—their stories, their struggles, their dreams. It was the part of leadership she loved most.
Clara waved from the medical tent. "Morning, Sasha! Your mother's already at work."
"Of course she is." Sasha smiled. Elena had thrown herself into Haven life with fierce dedication, building a proper medical facili
