Chapter 188

• Author's POV
• The Alpha of Crescent Moon pack held his daughter’s arm firmly, his face carved into a mask of authority, yet his eyes betrayed him. There was something fierce and possessive there, but also something deeply emotional. Laura was his only daughter, his pride, and giving her away—especially to another Alpha—was no small thing. Still, as they approached Tristan, Marcel’s gaze flickered with approval. This was a union of strength. Of strategy. Of bloodlines that would shape Ashwood City’s future.
• The ceremony began under the open sky, the wind carrying the words of the elder who led the rites. His voice was deep and steady, echoing across the grounds as he spoke of bonds forged not only by fate, but by choice. Of two wolves standing not just as mates, but as leaders.