Shannon and Tristan
The Moon Goddess had granted their deepest wish—a complete family. Not one child, but two: a daughter and a son.
There had been a time of longing, of silent prayers beneath the stars, of nights spent wondering if the Moon still heard them. But She did.
Now, as Shannon watched Lyra chase fireflies and Riven hum to the rhythm of the wind, he whispered to Tristan, "We asked for one miracle. She gave us two."
Tristan smiled, his hand finding Shannon's. "Maybe She thought we needed both halves to feel whole."
The Alpha looked out across the valley, where the moonlight lay soft on the roofs of Greystone. "What else could we ever ask for?" he murmured.
They had faced challenges greater than most, but now they stood at the threshold of peace—their years of sacrifice blooming into joy.
Marla
Marla's heart had always carried one quiet wish—to see her family again, just once, to tell them she loved them. Lyra felt that longing in her.
