{Third Person}
A month had passed since Alexander and Amara completed their mating, and exactly one week had gone by since he marked her.
The changes in Alexander had been remarkable. His curse had finally disappeared, leaving no trace of the suffering that had plagued him for years.
His hair had returned to its natural black colour, his physical strength had reached its peak, and his wolf was now completely stable.
He no longer experienced the pain that had once accompanied the curse, and his senses had become even sharper than they had been before it took hold of him.
For Amara, seeing him recover fully had brought a kind of relief she had never known before.
She no longer had to worry about him growing weaker or dying young because of something neither of them could control.
They lived happily together in their city residence, and she had gradually grown accustomed to having him beside her every day.
