Freya’s POV
The morning sunlight filtered through the forest canopy, dappling the hiking trail ahead of us with golden light. Three weeks had passed since the confrontation with Aurora and the revelation about our daughter's emerging abilities, and for the first time since then, we were having a proper family day—just the three of us, away from pack responsibilities and witch hunts.
"Mommy, look!" Isabella's excited voice rang out as she pointed toward a small brook running alongside our path. "There are tiny fish dancing in the water!"
I squeezed Silvano's hand before letting go to join our daughter at the water's edge. My wolf, Selene, purred with contentment at the simple joy of seeing my family safe and together. The Alpha's curse was broken, our bond stronger than ever, and
