Chapter 50 Acknowledgement

• THE WALK BACK to the pack territory was a slow, quiet journey under the starlit sky. Selene and Waldemar moved as one, their hands linked, the deep-seated exhaustion a gentle ache in their muscles. The Moonbind now hummed between them, a steady, warm presence that was no longer a frantic current but a calm, powerful river. They had broken the curse, yes, but they had also created something new, a bond that ran deeper than anything they had ever known.
• As they neared the edge of the territory, the scent of the pack reached them: a mix of familiar wolves, their homes, and the controlled chaos of pack life. Waldemar's senses, now amplified by Selene's magic, picked up every detail, every emotion. He could feel the worry and anticipation from his pack, a palpable tension that had been building since his disappearance.
• "They're waiting," Waldemar said, his voice a low rumble. "They're worried. Especially since I've been gone so long and the Blood Moon has passed."