Chapter 148

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” she murmured.

I nodded, taking her hand in mine, feeling the strength in her grip, the bond we’d built through everything we’d endured.

“You made this happen, Elara. They’re here because of you.”

She smiled, glancing up at me with a warmth that sent a familiar, comforting feeling through my chest.

“Because of us, Dante. You’ve been beside me every step of the way. This—” she gestured to the gathering below, “—this is our legacy, something we built together.”

Her words settled over me, filling me with a sense of peace, a certainty that this was where I belonged. We watched as the pack continued to gather, filling the clearing in a sea of familiar faces, each wolf a piece of the story we had written together.

When the sun was high in the sky, casting a warm light over the compound, Elara raised her hand, calling the pack to attention. Wolves quieted, their eyes turning to her with an unspoken reverence. She held their gaze, her presence steady, her voice carrying a calm strength as she addressed them.