Chapter 171

*Lyra*

The sun hung low in the sky, streaking the horizon with soft hues of gold and orange. It was warm, peaceful—the kind of day I had once only dreamed of.

It had been four months since the war, and though scars remained—some visible, others buried deep—we had begun to heal. The pack had rebuilt stronger than ever, bound by shared loss and victory. The new walls of the Alpha house stood tall, a