Three months later, the snow melted in Crimson Hollow.
Spring returned with fierce beauty—wildflowers bursting through ash, rivers roaring with new strength, and wolves running under open skies once again. The forest, like its Alpha Luna, had survived the storm.
And now, it was time to rise.
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Selene stood at the base of the mountain trail, the map to Vireya rolled beneath her arm. The mark above her heart pulsed with purpose. Kael waited beside her, dressed in leathers and armed with twin blades strapped to his back.
They weren't just searching for a place.
They were hunting a people.
A future.
A legacy.
"The pack's ready," Kael said. "They'll thrive while we're gone."
Selene looked back at the Hollow one last time. The home she hadn't known she needed until it wrapped itself around her soul.
Then she turned forward. "Let's find them."
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The journey was harsh—blizzards in the high passes, shadow-creatures in the old dark woods, and dreams that whispered forgotten truths.
Selene's magic grew.
Her senses sharpened.
Her heart beat louder, steadier.
Kael stayed by her side through every test. And with each danger they conquered, their bond grew not just deeper—but brighter. They laughed. Fought. Loved. Screamed each other's names beneath stars and in the heat of battle.
Two wild souls.
One endless flame.
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And then—on the thirtieth day—they found it.
Vireya.
Hidden in a valley shrouded in mist, guarded by trees older than time, was a city of moonstone towers and whispering wind.
And standing in the heart of it—
Lunari.
Fewer than she imagined.
But alive.
Real.
Waiting.
A silver-eyed woman stepped forward. Her aura shimmered like moonlight on water.
"We felt your awakening," she said. "The bond echoed across the ley lines."
Selene stepped into the circle.
"I am Selene of the Hollow. Alpha Luna. Last of the First Line."
"You are no longer the last," the woman replied. "You are the first reborn."
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That night, Kael stood behind her on the temple balcony, arms around her waist.
"You did it," he whispered.
We did it," she said.
He pressed a kiss to her neck. "What now?"
Selene looked out over the quiet city, wolves howling beneath the moon.
"Now, we unite them. The Hollow. The Lunari. The scattered packs. All of them."
"And then?"
She turned to him, eyes gleaming. "Then we build a future where our children never have to hide what they are."
Kael's expression shifted, surprised.
"Children?" he asked softly.
Selene reached for his hand and placed it over her stomach.
A beat passed.
Then two.
His eyes widened.
"You're sure?"
She smiled.
"I can feel them. Moon-touched. Blood-bound. Ours."
Kael kissed her—deep, hungry, reverent.
"You've given me everything, Selene."
"And I'm just getting started," she whispered.
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Far above, the full moon blazed white.
Below it stood a Luna reborn, a pack reunited, and a love not even fate could unravel.
And in the shadows beyond time, ancient forces watched and whispered:
The age of the Moonborn has begun.
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THE END.