Epilogue
Ten Years Later.
Ten years have passed since I promised my husband, Astor, that I’d never run away again.
I stood on the balcony of the Pack House, the same place where I used to feel so lonely. The morning sun was warm on my skin. I’m older now, but I feel stronger than I ever did when I was twenty and my heart is finally at peace.
Below me, the pack was waking up. It’s much bigger now. Since we announced that together with the Crescent pack were untited, people soght refuge from us because we were one of the biggest and strongest packs to ever exist.
I heard the sound of heavy breathing from the training grounds. I didn’t need my White Wolf senses to know who it was. I walked down the stairs, through the kitchen where the smell of fresh bread and coffee always reminded me of home and out to the training grounds.
Astor was there. He’s still the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. His hair has a little bit of gray at the temples now, but his shoulders are just as broad and his eyes are just as sharp. He was training with a young man who looked exactly like him.
it always hurts my soul that I carried that boy for 9 months only for him to look exactly like his father and if it wasn’t for the fact that he behaves like me then I would have seriously crashed out.
Marco is sixteen now. He’s tall, strong, and fast. Hemoved with the aura of an Alpha, his wooden practice sword swinging through the air.
“Again!” Astor shouted, blocking Marco’s move. “Don’t just use your arms, Marco. Use your core. A leader has to be steady”
Marco wiped sweat from his forehead and grinned, it was the same mischievous grin he had when he was six years old. “I’m trying, Dad! You’re just too fast.”
Out of both our children Marco will definitely give his father Gray has very soon and I live for it and I
know that it makes his father happy too.
‘I’m old,” Astor teased, “but I’m not slow.”
I watched them for a moment. My heart felt like it was going to burst with pride. Marco is ready. He’s been learning how to run the pack meetings and how to care for the the pack. He’s kind, just like I hoped he would be. But when he fights, I see that flash of white light in his eyes. He has the power of the White Wolf hidden inside his Alpha strength. He’ll be the greatest Alpha the Eternal
Pack has ever seen.
“Mom” Marco called out, seeing me. He ran over and gave me a big, sweaty hug. “Did you see that?
I almost got him”
“I saw,” I said, laughing as I pushed his messy hair out of his eyes. “You’re getting better every day”
“He’s almost ready for his first solo patrol, Astor said, walking over and putting his arm around my waist. He kissed my temple, and even after all these years, it still made my skin tingle but it does make our children annoyed because Marco was looking at us like we disgust him and I can’t wait for him to get his mate and maybe he will understand this feeling but also i can’t help but feel sorry for the poor girl because this boy is a hellion.
“Where’s Isabella?” I asked.
“She went to the border of the Crescent territory,” Astor said. “She wanted to meet with the elders there. She’s taking her role very seriously,”
Isabella is also sixteen, but she’s very different from Marco. While Marco is loud and full of energy, Isabella is quiet and deep. She spends half her time at our home and the other half in the Crescent
pack. She’s already started leading the small ceremonies there.
The people there adore her. the oldest she gets the more she looks like me which makes me happy because at least I got one child to take after me but behavior–wise she is definitely her
father’s child.
“She’ll be a good Alpha” I said softly.
“She already is,” Astor agreed.
Later that afternoon, we walked to the pack center. There was a big festival happening.
I saw Alice and Liam sitting at a long table. They were surrounded by three children of their own two boys and a little girl with bright blonde hair just like Alice’s. Alice looked beautiful. The bitterness that used to live in her face was gone forever. She was the head of the orphanage now, and the children of the pack loved her.
Liam looked at her with so much love. He was the head of our warriors in both packs, but when he was with Alice, he was just a husband. They had been through their own struggles, but the mate bond had made them strong.
“Faith! Over here!” Alice called out, waving me over.
We sat down with them, and for an hour, we were just two sisters talking about our kids and the gossip of the pack. We didn’t talk about the past because that was behind us. We talked about the
future.
“The Council sent another letter,” Liam whispered, leaning in. “They want to know if Isabella and Marco are going to attend the High Summit this year.”
I smiled. The Council doesn’t demand things anymore. They ask. They know that the Eternal and Crescent packs are the strongest alliance in the world. They respect us because they have to, but
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also because they’ve seen the good we’ve done.
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“They’ll go,” I said. “And show them that the White Wolf bloodline is not something to fear. It’s something to honor.”
I don’t want my children to grow up being myths or something to be feared or hunted because they had just as normal as everybody else and the fact that they are white wolves doesn’t change anything.
As the sun began to set, Astor and I left the party. We wanted a moment of quiet. We walked up the mountain path, the same one we hiked when the kids were little. We reached the top, the place where we could see everything.
“Do you regret coming back all those years ago?” Astor asked quietly.
I laughed. “I regret leaving in the first place because we could have had this a lot sooner.”
Astor pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me. ” you made the right decision by leaving, I was a fool back then and everything that happened let us to this moment so it was bound to
happen.”
“We were both fools,” I said. “But we learned. We stuck together and we build a family”
I looked out at the horizon. I felt the energy of my two packs humming in my blood. I felt the strength of my children and the love of my husband
My journey started with a girl who was afraid of her own shadow. A girl who ran away because she didn’t think she was enough. I have been a victim, a runner, and a survivor. But now, I was whole.
I am Faith. I am a mother. I am a wife and mate. I am the Mother Luna of two worlds.
“It’s a good life, Astor,” I whispered.
“It’s an eternal life, Faith,” he said.
We stood there on top of the world, watching the moon rise. It was big, white, and beautiful. It was a symbol of everything we had fought for, no matter what happened in the years to come, our light would never fade.
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